Friday, April 11, 2008

Christmas In Hollis...

You never know what will turn up on "shuffle"...so there I was, flying down Skelp Level Road, sleeveless jersey and shorts (!)...sweaty & salt-crusted after a friendly ride with Cati. and here comes the intro with the unmistakable horns... Seventy degrees... I have never seen Downingtown so pretty (yes, wasteland that it is)...buttercups, daffodils, green moss...weird. The day ended with me opening the bedroom window before passing out for nearly seven restful, uninterrupted hours of sleep. Seven.

1 comment:

Suki said...

seven?

dood...I get almost twice that...

just at night.

factor in naps, up-right open-eyed sleeping and sheer completely zoned outedness...

and I'm like tripling your sleep time.


ha! I can beat you at something!!!