Tahhred

I'm tahhred. I don't know why. I slept like a baby last night, across the river in Queens with some friends at their beautiful apartment.

I think it might be just because it's Spring and the weather is changing, and the days are longer and I'm older.

Or something like that.

I spent the night in town because I'd been invited to speak at a 12-Step meeting after work last night. The meeting was going to run late and I didn't want to have to dash for the bus, so my friend stepped up to the plate and invited me to crash at his place.

He even cooked a delicious meal for his wife and I.

I slept in until 5:30 this morning, a good 45 minutes past my usual arising time.

But now I'm tahhred, and ready for bed.

Funny thing about rest. It's like a drug. The more you get, the more you want.

And this alkie can really relate to that!