It is 10:37 pm. Just got back from dinner. Totally exhausted. Leaving for Paris at 9:30 tomorrow morning. I feel like I should be checking into a sanatorium for a cure. Hoping for a good night’s sleep. And a new perky self tomorrow morning.
Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
It is 10:37 pm. Just got back from dinner. Totally exhausted. Leaving for Paris at 9:30 tomorrow morning. I feel like I should be checking into a sanatorium for a cure. Hoping for a good night’s sleep. And a new perky self tomorrow morning.