I am having the kind of day when you wake up totally shattered, do nothing all day, and go to bed at night exhausted from all the resting you’ve done. If only I had a few of those magic pills in my medicine cabinet, the kind that give the youth of today the energy to rave for twenty-four hours straight. Doesn’t mean I’d suddenly have to know how to rave; being able to trudge around for a few hours without getting exhausted would be good enough for me.
