I am now seven and 3O.

For want of something exciting to do on my 37th birthday, I blog.

So, nothing unusual except I don't feel I am 37. I feel tired. I miss my stationary running for quite a week now. I've been losing a lot of sleep too in my obsession to read a lot on the Internet at night. Nothing also tires one than working at home doing nothing but sit and keep time. Boredom sucks not just energy but spirit, and enthusiasm, youth and the mind.

What bears down on me harder is the prospect that there is no foreseeable reprieve from my depressing lot any time soon.

So maybe you'd want to check this page again one year from now, when I get to become eight and 3O.