I start to wonder how long it’s really been since I slept right. I can’t put my finger on it, more than months, more than years. I’ve been fighting off tiredness as long as I can remember being grown. Maybe one of these days the tell tale shadows under my eyes and the heavy lids they try to hold up will fade away. I might look more my age and less like an old man. I just hope this body doesn’t wear out too quickly, for all its faults it’s really quite homely and I believe we’ve become quite fond of one another over time.