What was I thinking?

Class on Wednesday nights from 7 to 9:30. Hmmm. Doesn't sound too bad, only one night a week. After all, Geology from 6 to 9 twice a week wasn't so bad last fall, right?

I must have aged since last fall. (Well, duh.)  I am unutterably tired. I am hoping this mantra will keep me going: Graduating next summer . . . graduating next summer. Like many other things in life, college is designed for young people. I've decided that it isn't actually a measure of how much you can learn, how bright you are, it's just an endurance contest.