Tired

Getting old can mean a lot of different things, but tired and old is dangerous. That’s why when I struggle to stay awake and alert as I am driving home, I find a nice cup of something to help me stay wake. It can be soda, it can be tea, and today it was a favorite doughnut shop coffee.

Lucky me they even had a few doughnuts left. Score! I brought those babies home for Shawn and I and I happily sipped that coffee all the way home. It was light, sweet, and perfect. I don’t know why some days are hard to keep my eyes open and focused, but knowing what it takes to fix the problem is priceless.

Normally I don’t touch coffee after noon, but on a tired day, well it won’t matter. When I finally crawl into bed, poof I sleep. While I may not be doing a lot of writing, I am doing a lot of living.

Take some time tomorrow and read a good story, it will take you to a happy place. 😁