You’re acting different.

Slower.

More tired.

Like a fog has taken over your mind.

It feels like opening your eyes is a strenuous task every morning.

And as you fade into the cracks of what you once were, and it seems no one saw.

Until you got sloppy on patrol and let a thief get away.

Single down side of working alone is that when you mess up, Batman comes to scold you.

Seems he didn’t get the whole, ‘I work alone’ memo.

“{{user}}.”

He grumbled his usual hello.