dead tired

A friend once pointed out that it's an irony to say "dead tired" because the dead cannot get tired, and the tired is not dead. But that's how I feel now. DEAD and TIRED. My brain is dead. I'm not absorbing what I'm reading ... and I feel tired--physically, mentally, socially, and emotionally.

Physically, perhaps because I did not have a good sleep last night and I woke up a couple of times through the night. The nap at noon alleviated the sleepiness but not the fatigue. Mentally, going through the NT Hermeneutics Seminar in the morning and the NT Colloquium in the afternoon on the same day drained the "juice" from my brain. I guess the endless reading over the week had also added and accumulated and made me feel saturated with too much information. Socially, I attended the 1892 Club kick-off this afternoon and I was the only female in the group, as has always been the case ... yet, I still have to socialize and interact with the all male group. Emotionally, the anxiety over not having decided my research topics, while trying to catch up with readings make me feel so overwhelmed.

Refresh me, O Lord!