Back in the day, getting up at 5:00 in the morning was easy-peasy. I would get up, I would go to the gym, I would get ready for work, I would get on the train and I would be in NYC for a 9:00 work day.
I don't have that in me anymore and god knows I've tried. I much prefer an 8:30am walk along the river to a 5:00am gym time.
Just yesterday I was sharing with some friends what I do to shut off my mind. Funny how this kind of stuff turns around and bites you in the ass when you want to use it yourself for real.
There was no quieting this brain.
I have spent the last several weeks trying to remember if we went anywhere post senior prom 1979; I know we did NOT go to Wildwood.
I remember the prom was at Terrace On the Park in Queens. I remember our prom song was The Beatles "Here, There and Everywhere." I remember I borrowed Carolyn's dress. Tuxes with velvet accents and shirts with ruffles were in style. I am fairly certain there was a pre-prom event at Ellen's. I am thinking we drove ourselves - the concept of a party bus didn't exist then.
Does anyone out there remember?
Enjoy your Monday.
I hope to be napping at some point today.
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there.
To be there and everywhere
Here, there, and everywhere.