Latter Day Sinner

I’ve been listening to Holding Out For A Hero and feeling sorry for myself. I’m not a god, or streetwise, or a knight in shining armor, or fresh for the fight, or even larger than life. Sometimes I’d like to be the first one and sometimes the last one, but I’m getting old for combat. I’m still sick and have been for a month. Stephanie is grateful that I’ve picked up so much slack for everyone else, but listening to songs about big men is helping my mood. I’m just exhausted.