I think I must be getting old. I KNOW I'm getting old. As the sun goes down I find myself looking forward to going to sleep. It's true. Sleeping is now my favorite thing to do.
I remember that when I was young I'd beg to stay up.
Now? Now I can't wait to get into bed and go to sleep. I look forward to that time of the day when I put socks over my low circulation toes, when I put my little knitted cap over my receding hairline, turn up my heating pad, and fall asleep watching the 10:00 news.
I believe the older I get the sweeter my sleep.
...dave
Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep. -Fran Lebowitz
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