In the past 48 hours I may have had five hours of sleep. I thought I knew physical exhaustion, but this is unlike anything I have ever experienced. It does not take much to make me burst into tears...I worry about driving (though I would never admit that to Mom)...I feel like lifting my arm takes superhuman strength...and focusing on something, anything just puts me to sleep.
The saddest part is - I did not finish. I did not finish my research paper. I did not finish my model paper. I could probably have nightmares about my impending bad grades, if I were not too tired to dream.
I do not seek pity, only understanding, because I am sure the next few days I will seem completely loopy.
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