Saturday, March 10, 2007


Today has been a tired day. Cleaning up things after lunch, I suddenly had this total aversion to having to be really and truly old. Gray hair, aged, the whole package. Then I wondered if the way I was feeling was what it was like to be old. Just tired. No energy, hard to make yourself do things, just wishing for a nice nap like you used to take in college . . . the kind where you could sleep for as long as you wanted, waking up feeling all warm and good inside.

If that incredible, bone-deep fatigue is really what usual aging is about, I'm going to find another way. Too much of my life has been spent fatigued and depressed. Enough already.