So I’m wrapping up my work here at UHDP and I’ll be finished in less than three weeks.  I’ve noticed that my mental and emotional gears are shifting towards just coping with the usual cultural/language, angina living-in-a-fishbowl and living-with-other-people stresses, instead putting in effort to communicate or collaborate as I usually try to do. Bottom line, I’m tired.  It’s been a tough almost-one-year period, and I’m really looking forward to seeing my family in Bangkok, Nairobi and Toronto and catching up with friends.  [Of course I head towards a different set of stresses (culture shock returning to Canada; being immersed back in Western culture and communication styles; expensive prices for everything back home, etc.)].  I think recognizing my fatigue, an on-going process in itself, has been interesting though – it puts into perspective the “jumbled-up-ness” I felt all the time last year.  This year, I’m an eensy-weensy bit better at recognizing the lows and calling it as it is.  And I’m reminded again of how little you know of yourself, your values until you go through tough and humbling experiences.