Have you been drinking enough water?
Have you been sleeping okay?
Did you find someone you can talk to?
Do you need a hug?
Or a blanket and a comfy chair and a cup of your favorite tea?
If your answers look like "no", "no", "maybe... okay, but I didn't talk to them yet because STUFF", "don't touch me unless you already know me to the extent we'd hide bodies together", and "... please yes", then it's safe to say we could be having the same kind of week. Nothing really terrible happened, but all week has felt like physically and mentally fighting through two-year-old molasses to complete anything. Did something happen to increase gravity but scientists aren't allowed to tell the population because officials don't want us to panic?
Why are Authors crazy? I can't answer that, but I can provide bits of my own thoughts so that you can piece together why I may be.