A Rose by Any Other Name

There are times that I get ... really tired ... plum tired ... fall-over tired .... "How am I gomnna be alert for my visitors today" tired. Have a meeting, tomorrow, in town. Oh! Downtown is 10 miles/half hour away ... close. An ex-student of mine will be among the presenters and I'm drawn to go .... I like the main speaker ... his writings and mine (tho we trained in different "theoretical churches") are in many ways similar. My son offered to put his Mom, the unsinkable M, and his Dad, in a lovely hotel. Had to say "no" ... I tend to be rather positive much of time ... but not when I get as the Brits put it ... fagged out. ... Tres fatigue .... like that tiredness that comes at the end of a long road trip ... cat-sounding yawns ... windows open ... cofe don't help tired. Maybe it's the Winter. I think Winter needs to be abbreviated in the Fourth Quarter. Like maybe Firt Quarter ... 20 minutes. Middle Quarters could stay at 15 but last Quarter could be 10 ... or maybe signing autographs. Lemme say it just once more and then I'll take some "puppy uppers" ... well, some vitamins, anyway ... My gas tank is on low, today. Could use some proxy energy, today.