12/09/02 - 8:59 p.m.

So tired. Walking from the Christmas party in the rain.

Too much driving today. Commuting to work, commuting to the party. I even squeezed in a job interview. Plus an eight-hour work day.

So tired...

I've been thinking that I know who I am. And yet I'm not sure how to make reality reflect that. Maybe it shouldn't need to; maybe my awareness is enough.

So tired. Who are you when you're really, really tired?