IT
NEVER CROSSED MY MIND
JOURNAL
ENTRYM 26/10/2015, 04:35 hrs., PDT, Monday, my place, 9°C
cloudy dark chilly, Mood 55/45
The
old bod is winding down and the general situations I thought were
temporary have now become chronic. I spent far too much time pursuing
the elusive target of a decent night sleep and therefore am dozy and
unproductive during the day.
I'm
becoming like the trait I most dislike in other people of whinging
about minor things and generally becoming a pain in the ass in our
conversations and end up in solitary conversations and pointless day
dreams, without actually getting anything done.
Time
for my first coffee, have my FM headphones on while I listen to
Ellington from the late nineteen fifties and thinking all my heroes
are gone with only their musical echoes to console me.
When
I remember me from ten years ago I never thought I was getting old,
it never crossed my mind.
JWL
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