Everything is speeding up except me. Night fall is happening way too early and we haven't even set the clocks back yet. I'll vote for any presidential candidate who can deliver sunlight from 6 am to 9 pm. Then there is the matter of months...what's with the calendar pages turning so quickly? And lastly, how come I have a winter cold already and we're maybe midway into autumn?
When this crept up on me last Thursday, I thought I would give into it and hopefully shorten the duration. I cleared my weekend plans. I canceled my date with George Clooney; told Tiffany's and FAO Schwarz to reschedule my private viewings; and gave away my Tigers World Series playoff tickets. What? The Detroit Tigers didn't make it the pennant race? Maybe I do have a fever and am a bit delusional after all.
Since my eyes don't seem to be burning today, I hope to catch up on blog reading and exercise my fingers with a few comments.
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