Oh, I was tired.  Very tired.  Tired as I entered the building to go to work.

Heading toward the end of a long hallway, I took a sharp left.  Sharper and lefter than I ever have before.  That’s when I hit a wall.  I actually hit a wall.  Ran right into it with my left shoulder.  Not right.  Just not right.  Actually a hard left.

I kind of bounced off the wall and to the side.  I stumbled a few steps and regained my footing.  I was a mess.  That wall had been there everyday for over a year and for the first time, I ran right into it.

I would like to say that I have discovered a new way to jolt myself awake.  Perhaps, but I certainly would not recommend it.