I feel so weary again, just want to go to bed and sleep. Now to put it in perspective it could be the wine, or the pasta dinner, but it’s a mentally weary feeling, like I want to escape, not have to think, not have to deal with whatever is happening at the moment. And nothing is happening that should cause this, that’s part of the irony of it. I do notice it happens more frequently, definately, if I’m working. Ohh, I feel like such a whiner.