tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470094.post116380248030876372..comments2024-03-18T16:55:31.971+00:00Comments on This Space: A kind of narcolepsyStephen Mitchelmorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01658772259307446873noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470094.post-1163975869196445532006-11-19T22:37:00.000+00:002006-11-19T22:37:00.000+00:00I can't go on, I'll go on ...I can't go on, I'll go on ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470094.post-1163809502393554102006-11-18T00:25:00.000+00:002006-11-18T00:25:00.000+00:00I think you were sleepwalking Todd. There isn't a ...I think you were sleepwalking Todd. There isn't a subway system in Cheltenham.Stephen Mitchelmorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01658772259307446873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8470094.post-1163809268894324182006-11-18T00:21:00.000+00:002006-11-18T00:21:00.000+00:00"What matters to me are those stewings and simmeri..."What matters to me are those stewings and simmerings and narcoleptic moments. Then it's a matter of carrying on, on and on, to end it all."<BR/><BR/>Exactly! Those two sentences were a relief to read after virtually sleepwalking home from the subway.Todd Colbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03783044255790955433noreply@blogger.com