Annie's Birthday is in two days. Although she doesn't make a big deal of hiding her age, I'm still pretty sure it would be a bad idea to tell you how old she is going to be. Even though she's well younger than I.
Some times I feel my age more than others. Sometimes it's sobering to realize I'm closer to the end of life than to the beginning - after all, I don't think I going to live to be 130, and that's what it would take for me to be just half way there.
I'm reading a book about the British at Agincourt. About how 6,ooo defeated 30,000. It's the story of Henry V, King of England. The true inspiration England for Shakespeare's.
I fell asleep in the middle of writing this.
I don't get enough sleep.
Ndinombethe.
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You and me both, buddy... I am getting ready to call it a night but I had to catch what you had to say.
Sleep well.
i've said it before, i don't mind getting old, but i never wanna die. preferably i'd like to stop ageing right now... and sweet sweet dreams to you lou!
Oh, yeah. I get falling asleep at the computer! :)
I need more sleep, too.
Happy early birthday to An...zzzzzzzzz
If you don't post on her birthday and remind me, tell Annie I said, "Happy Birthday!"
I hit my "I wanna nap!" wall at about 3PM every day. So, right now, I'm wiped. And I totally understand!
Oh, yeah. Time on this earth plays havoc with sleep. It manifests slightly differently with me. Sleepy at inappropriate times, wide awake at sleep time. I can't ell you how often i am at the computer at 3AM.
I remember my Dad saying to me one afternoon (as I stumbled sleepily from my bed at about 12:30PM), "someday, you won't be able to sleep like that." As with many things, he was right about that.
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