Oh, Well

[rejectomorph]

Oh, look, I did the forgetting to finish and post a partly written entry thing before falling asleep again:

Not long ago six o'clock felt like late afternoon, and now it feels like early evening. It won't be long before it hosts nightfall, and then full darkness. Summer, despite persistent heat, is shriveling away like one of the oak leaves it desiccated. The autumnal equinox is only about four weeks off. With luck, we'll get some chilly nights that will allow me to have the oven on before then. I urgently desire a baked potato with a nice, crisp skin, and loaded with butter and sour cream (yes, both!) Nor would I be the worse for some baked macaroni and cheese. Well, my bum might be worse (larger), but I wouldn't be worse.

It appears that bum fat is not my problem. It's brain saturation. My brain is full. That's why I sat on the couch to think about what I was supposed to do next and ended up sleeping for about nine hours.

Look at that, the sun isn't even up. What a life.

Comments

[asher63.livejournal.com]

I've done that - in fact I did it last night! As we get older, our brains increasingly feel the burden of all the knowledge and wisdom we've accumulated. At least that's what I tell myself.

That baked potato sounds lovely.

[rejectomorph]

In my case I suspect that I grow lightheaded from all the knowledge and wisdom that is leaving my head, and then I pass out. But maybe that's a good thing. If my head gets lighter than maybe it will stop compressing my vertebrae and I won't have to go to the chiropractor so often.