It is sleepy time. Last night, I was asleep around 9:30. I have not been so consistently busy/wound-up in quite a while. Though there is certainly stress that goes along with it, I am enjoying myself. It's a time of growth and newness. Those sorts of times can be exceedingly painful when you're in the midst of them but can often be the most rewarding (at least in hindsight). Why should hindsight have all the fun?