Remember the days when midnight felt like 9pm? Well, these days 9pm feels like midnight. I don’t know what it is about aging, but I’m worn OUT. Next you’ll see me in orthopedic shoes (hope not). Night, all. I want to blog daily, but this sleep is coming on heavy.
Nine is the New Midnight
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This blog is yummy. I want more.
Nine is my favorite number: I mean just look at it: 9. So elegant, balancing on one leg, big heavy head up there in that circle part, nice curves to it. Yep, 9 is my fave. I should also make it my bed time. I will work on that one.
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