Today, I listened to a song on a cassette. I gnashed my teeth and my blood pressure started to rise, however, when it took all of six attempts to fast forward to the start of the tune. I don't know how I ever tolerated this in bygone decades.
I think I'm going to take a nap. After all, I need to put a letter in an envelope, put a stamp on it, and then drive a whopping three-tenths of a mile to mail it.
Obviously, I need to be rested for that.
