So here I am up at 6:00 am because I have to do a radio show at 9:00. Of course the cat started working me over at 4:00. Didn't matter. At 2:00 I was wide awake worrying about a line that I read somewhere yesterday.
"He was the only man she ever really loved."
Isn't that all there is. I mean why would any man aspire to anything beyond that on his headstone. I give up a little every day.