...it was 3:30 but it didn't matter to the dogs, they were still running on their biological cocks and had to go out to pee. Then I woke up at 5:30 and it was 4:30 but it felt like 5:30 to me (about the time I crawl out of bed on weekdays lately to go to work). Then I took a couple of aspirin to help my aching back and the next thing I knew, I was climbing out of the sack at 9:30 but it was 8:30. Then I had the thought, that was inspired by the lines at 3:02 of this version of Roadhouse Blues by The Doors, that maybe just today the end may be held off for an hour longer. Then I reset my clocks.
All the best,
GB
All the best,
GB
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