I just lost a day
At my advancing, doddering old age, wasting a day is shameful.
But Sunday disappeared.
I got up late, made some crepes, then Skyped Julia, sat down to read the paper and fell asleep.
Woke up in time to watch the Packers whoop Dallas and move a table then I cooked supper.
Downstairs tree? Still up.
Window cover? Still off.
Dining room table? Still covered with dishes.
Greatest novel of the century? Still untouched.
I need to manage my life better.
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