Jolly Good Planet

A Stoic reflection on exhaustion, clarity, and the courage to return to yourself. Stoic wisdom painted softly — a reminder that your mind can loosen its grip. I was recently so tired. Not only the heatwave over Europe, but also a big garden, two houses in two different countries, people I need to take care of… It all gathered quietly, layer upon layer, until I realised I wasn’t just physically exhausted — I was emotionally stretched thin. Not broken, not defeated, just worn down in that subtle way that makes everything feel slightly heavier than it should. There’s a particular kind of tiredness that doesn’t announce itself loudly. It doesn’t come with dramatic collapse or visible crisis. It arrives quietly, like dust settling on a surface. You wake up and feel misaligned with yourself. You move through the day with a sense that your inner rhythm is off. You try to push forward, but even simple tasks feel strangely weighty. And then comes the guilt — the familiar whisper: Why am I like ...