Subways are for Sleeping

Woke up at 9am as if I had been drinking all night. Just not enough sleep. Scraped out for coffee on the terrace. Met friends in the Village for a late breakfast. Ended up hanging out all day. I took the subway home and was falling alseep reading my msytery novel about a murder at the opera house in Venice. Almost missed my stop. Got home to watch TV and crash. I am going to get in early tomorow to work and get cracking. Really wish I got more films for work screened. Must just call it quits today and surrender my eyelids.