My final quarter-century above ground
I don't expect to be reincarnated,
so I'll blog about dying and death (with appropriate irreverence) while I'm still alive.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
When you're four years old, a nap is a punishment. At my age it's a mini-vacation. I can even nap at a red light.
I'm not yet ready to begin my dirt nap.
Michael N. Marcus
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