So tired my heart hurts?

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I dug into the game.  It's... not just... that.  In the game, velocity can be reduced if too much in-game material is loaded onto the 'toon.  But that isn't all of it.  The thing is, as my 'toon slows in the game, I find myself holding my breath?  Not breathing as fast as I should?  Which, over time, strains my heart.  Weird, I know.  Working on altering that.  Difficult, though, when extremely exhausted.

Well, and I pushed through a very difficult location and kept dying.  Before setting up a new base across the map.  I'm... doing things the hard way, initially.  It's... how I like to do things, to start off.  I have made some things easier, but there are limits on those easements.  And there are much easier ways to play in the game.  But... figuring out how to do those things more safely is... a whole other gig.  Easy is great, until it absolutely fails.

The mouse traps seem to be working.  Sassy isn't catching bigger, older, mice.  Just babies, little ones.  Strangely?  She eats these.  She brought me one, but I have caught her eating at least three recently.  Who knows how many she has simply dispensed with nourishingly.  Oh, but I do think that meowling, yesterday, was a dream.  If the one from today was fake.  Thinking on it.  She just thought it worked so well, she'd try it again.  Clever girl.  But no dice.

I am heating bone broth.  Will add cream.  Hot spice.  Maybe butter?  I need something warm, but don't want more coffee.  Never thought I would ever say that.  Burger is thawed, as are chops.  But... I... am not ready to eat again, not solids.  I just don't want to, don't feel like it, such.  But... bone broth with a little extra fat(s)... that would be okay.

I hope to stay up to feed Sassy one more time, in a few hours.  Not sure I'll make it.  And, probably, goodnight, and good morning, day.  I'll hit "night" pills, see if that helps.  And take painpills, to ease the heart.  Aspirin reduces... risks.  Goodnight.