Glug! We had a management meeting tonight that lasted until 10
. cold calls
down the road
in the bank
on the brink. Now, I am spent. On top of general
exhaustion, I believe I may be getting sick yet again. Perhaps I should try to
get more than four hours of sleep per night for a while. Bah!! Twas a bad one -
Behind my apartment lives an old opossum. Seriously, he often walks across
the cross-tie wall in route to the patch of woods next door. Last night I walked
within a few feet of him, he on the top of the wall and me on the sidewalk below.
He looked down with his disheveled and pointing snout and pretended that he
could see me in all his relative blindness. Opossums are poets, like rats, old
Chinese poets! At my last apartment, there also lived a opossum in my backyard.
Strangely, both apartments are in the middle of Atlanta. I wonder if this is
the same opossum?