Looking in Windows
Oh, come on, don’t pull your shades down!
I walk a lot at night. Insomnia is what my wife used to call it. Whatever. I don’t even try to sleep anymore at night. It’s useless. My head hits the pillow and all systems are go. Now I come home from work, have something to eat, catch a short cat nap on the couch and then I hit the streets. Any weather. I’m fine. I dress for it.