STILL TIRED

Sleeping all day is pretty cool. Except when it's not my choice. This flu, this cold, this whatever I have, is the ultimate sleeping pill. I close my eyes. Two mintues later I'm out. I have things to say, things I want to write about, but I can't. Their isn't enough gas in the tank for that right now. I can't wait for the day when Jim Hall sleeps all day by his own free will.