i lay down in bed last night.
realizing that a term paper was due this morning i knew that i needed my computer, paper, and pen to prepare my hand written paper.
pondering this revelation, it occurred to me that i may be dreaming.
if i weren't dreaming what was the worst thing that could happen to an old man if i didn't do the paper?
then a miracle happened i had to get out of bed to answer nature's call.
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senior, old age, second childhood, sickness and death, ain't we got fun.