Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for
1,2,3,4 by Feist from the album, The Reminder
My calf is presently tight like a banjo string so I pulled out of this morning's long run and opted for a second coffee instead. This proves empirically that not only am I getting faster as I age, I'm getting smarter too!
It's a great day to be alive, cuddled up around the fire listening to a sweet playlist on a lazy Sunday morning.