I awakened this morning to a thought that made me smile a little!
'Oh, well... I've made it through another night!'
The thought of dying in my sleep makes me frown when I lie down!
I'm serious about this shit, because at my age my body is... Breaking Down!
Physically, I feel perfectly OK... mostly in the open spaces inside my mind!
My body, though, is falling apart like a calcium statue drowning in water and sodium bicarbonate!
Being 57 years old sucks donkey snot... I have friends dropping dead around me like rocks off a cliff!
And to make things worse... I think I actually saw Death pacing the floor in my bedroom last night!