Soap made of goat's milk doesn't lather

What have I done today?

Pretty much nothing.

With the aid of sleeping pills I've slept most of the night and day away. I needed it but I felt sorry for my daughter who finds it very dull. At intervals I'd drag myself out of bed to thrust food in front of her and then stagger back upstairs to be asleep again. So nice. I want to be asleep forever.

At around four I forced myself to get dressed and go for a walk/run with her on the bike besides me.  I deliberately wore very few clothes and there was a piercing wind so I had to run or walk very fast in order to keep warm. As a result, I ran more than I walked today, which is an achievement of sorts, I suppose.

I don't care.

I don't care about any of it. It's not helping. Nothing is helping.