Aging

The worst thing about my aging, other than outliving my closest friends, is a decimation of my energy level. Looking back, I'm astounded I rose to the energy occasion to become obsessive about editing Deconstructing Sally, my last project in my usual mode. I certainly don't have this energy with the opera score. Or with anything else lately. I find myself taking naps, which help little. The only exception is teaching: my energy rises on Tuesday and Thursday late afternoons for my classes, though by the time they're over and I get home, I am exhausted. It just ain't the way it used to be etc etc etc.