Tired

Its beautiful outside. I should be going downtown, but I'm exhausted. The consistent 15hr days and revolving sleep cycle are beginning to take their toll. Its been 4 months of flying. I want to go out and see the sights, but my body is wearing thin. Turkey has been beautiful, but my mind is already back home. I'm excited to see family and friends, to sleep on my own schedule, and to cook my own food. I have just under two weeks left. A few more flights, and we are done. Its so close, but I'm now separated by the furious tediousness that accompanies packing to move. There are still a few gifts to be purchased and boxes to be packed for the mail, but then, i'll be coming home. for now... perhaps a nap is in order.