ZZZzzzzz

Well, Himself is off to Arizona. I was prodded out of bed at the ungodly hour of 4:55 a.m. to take him there. You know, he knew better than to let me drive at that hour; he drove, then when he was safely delivered I drove home. What on earth are all those people doing on the road at that time? I hardly knew there was another 4 on the clock, and here's people up, sipping coffee, and driving on all the roads I was trying to navigate.

I came home and crashed for a couple of hours, and now people want me to teach them English.

But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep