it is fall now. getting darker earlier every day. all i want to do is sleep, every minute, every day. i think i am a polar bear and just want to hibernate. instead, i go to work. and sometimes, meet friends. like this particular evening where i met a girlfriend for a hamburger. 6pm at the grafton, the sun was still flirting in the lincoln square sky. 7:15 pm departure, and it is dark. flannel weather. warm, baggy clothes. energy rapidly depleting, i anxiously await my evening routine of cat cuddles and this comfy, big bed. tonight, this is my date. lyle loves his 'gossip rags'. i don't know what a duck dynasty is, but lyle is mesmerized. he won't even let me read this. that's ok, i just want to nuzzle his big boy belly anyway, and sing along to girly songs until i fall asleep at my 8:30 bedtime.
is this 30? or is this fall? something in the air tonite. i wish i was a cat sometimes. they get to sleep all day and never need to feel guilty about it. everyone loves them (unless they suck and are going to hell). they don't have to pay bills. and endless cuddles. not to mention free subscriptions to tabloids.
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