These past few weeks as I've tried to live more lightly, I've become more sensitive to myself and the world around me. Yesterday, I begun to realize just how tired I've been. When I got home from work, I napped soundly for an hour and a half before my indoor soccer game. Afterwards, I came home, took an over the counter sleeping pill, showered, talked to a couple friends on the telephone, and went to bed at 10:30; getting a good 8 hours of rest.
Today I'm still tired, but there's a different quality to it.
The metaphor that comes to mind is that of an iceberg. They say that you only see about 10% of an iceberg, the rest hidden under the cold dark water. Well, if the iceberg represents exhaustion and you slice off 20% of it's mass underwater, the ice that is visible above the water would change very little - perhaps not even enough to notice.
That's how I feel today, still tired, but the tiredness has less "mass" about it.