getting old

Oof, I keep coming back to the fact that I don't have a lot of time left. It has to do with Mom and Dad, of course. But also it's just a matter of doing the math. And registering the aches and pains as I try to go to sleep. 

I am particularly tired today because once again I fell asleep listening to a podcast, woke up maybe half an hour later, lay there thinking and listening for raccoons, thought about listening to another podcast, wondered if I should get up for a bit, turned on the light and read for a while, got up to pee and, finally, brought the laptop back to bed in the hope that boring TV would put me to sleep.

Speaking of boring . . . this post is quite dull.