Как будто накопившаяся усталость за все подвиги прошедшего...

As if the accumulated fatigue for all the exploits of the past year is felt today. All the gatherings at night at the computer, all “I’ll sit still a couple of hours, I have to finish”, all the days off and evenings spent on labor exploits - all this was not so difficult, but today it is all mine at once. I’m sitting, not moving, downloading The Witcher. Timothy is watching Star Wars. It's cold at home.