ok, by popular demand i'll finish the unintelligible story i started last week while under medication:
i got off my shift at about 3 am at the soda fountain at the hotel in the catskills that labor day weekend and before going to my room and to sleep i went to the attached social hall. i watched a lone woman dancing to slow jukebox music in the darkened hall awhile before leaving. it just occurred to me, 61 years later, that a smarter college guy in his prime would have - as they say - hit on the lady. you never know when you'll get lucky.
these days i wake up about 3 am and look forward to my breakfast oatmeal. mmmm .... oatmeal.
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