The picture might be a repeat.
My brain is fuzzy.
English is a great language.
As in revolution.
Both are pretty apt when describing me today.
My brain appears to have lost control of my bodily functions.
Well, some of them.
My nose is running a marathon.
My eyes are crying without any warning.
And I am not even sad.
People are giving me concerned/curious looks.
Depending on how much they like/dislike me.
My tummy has forgotten to get hungry.
This is VERY unusual.
I am sneezing.
This means I have to keep going to the loo.
Old age is NOT for sissies.
Otherwise…I am doing great.
Now I have to run around to try and find a computer chess game.
It is my step-dad’s birthday next week.
They can’t find one in Port Elizabeth.
Hope I have better luck here.
Have a great day all.