Ambition this shall tempt to rise,
And moody Madness laughing wild
Amid severest woe.
-from Thomas Gray's "Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College"
I sang at a Maundy Thursday service this evening, and I could barely keep my eyes open during the scriptural readings. Now it's after 2am, and I can't sleep, I feel completely wired. At least I don't have to work tomorrow.