Random Thoughts

The thoughts in my head don't come from outer space. I claim them as I create them and they are mine.  The blood that runs in my veins are full of history.  My body is aging, but I often feel like a child full of joy and wonder as I discover more of the world around me. There are also moments when I feel like a victim of time as the days left to me are fewer than the days of my past.

I don't have a deadline (and the focus here is on the word DEAD) and there is no way of knowing if all I want to do will ever get done.  It is popular now to have a "bucket list" of things a person wants to see and do before they die.  I don't have a bucket and if I did it would have a hole in the bottom. My list would be so long that just making it would be a waste of precious time.

As I sit here writing these words a little voice inside my head is saying "Turn it off and go to bed."
I can turn off the computer.  I can slide under the covers on a very comfy bed.  But I can't turn off my head so easily. I will lie there and sleep will elude me as random thoughts drift in, until I get back out of bed because I am still wide awake.  Sleep will come when my body is exhausted and screams "TURN IT OFF AND GO TO BED!"

I read one more chapter of a book, eat a peanut butter fold-over, and brush my teeth (again).
I go to bed.
Damn, I gotta pee.