Okay - earlier, I had ‘grievance’ (protestation) of what I thought consisted of a solid and serious nature - but the experiences of the day revealed that, were I to simply reflect on the great fortune of my situation, I would soon realize that I am not at all challenged in many ways but allow a certain amount of self-deprecation to define who I ‘appear’ to be.
This should make sense - but it doesn’t.
I am so tired, I can barely speak.
I spent 3 1/2 hours in the gym today - and I wasn’t standing around looking at the weights.
I was working.
And now, I’m pretty much dead.
Though I had an idea for this blog - it was lost in the miasma that is/was my fatigue.
Pity, that; for I think it might have been enlightening.
Anyway,
Good Night.
That means, ‘Z’s!
Buona Notte!
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