Almost like those Lazy Hazy Crazy Days of Summer

Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer

My usual routine is to get 4 or 5 solid hours of sleep a night, then lay there till I have to get up to go do whatever it is I'm supposed to go do on any given day.

Or piss like a race horse.

Which ever comes first.

For the past three nights I've been down to three hours of solid sleep a night. This routine has been going on all my life. If not, I may be concerned. But I've got used to it.

By noon, since I was already up for seven hours, I did all those little life things that need to get done and ran out of things to do.

So I went fishing.

I spent more time getting to the fishing spot than I spent actually fishing.

The odd thing about walking a blind curve on a set of railroad tracks is that a train can actually sneak up on you. I don't know how they do that, they just do.

After two of these in an hour, I went home.

As I said, it took me over an hour to get back and forth to the spot I fished. Was worth the walk.

I got home at the same time my wife got home from work. Nurse's aides keep odd hours. We went for a stroll through the woods not far from home, came home and I thought I would shut my eyes for an hour.

Three hours later, I guess I needed the nap. It's very rare that I do that. Now I'll be up all night.

Today's song in my head was driving me nuts. Always liked it, but still. Over 40 years later and it comes out of nowhere.

Sunshine Superman

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