Beginning to wonder if I will be tired until the day of my death.

A lot going on in my life right now, so I must make an extra effort to obtain rest.

Have recently decided that I have little imagination, and probably never did.

Asked an old friend (since the early 70s) about this. She told me she agreed that I never had much of an imagination.

I find this disappointing. I am also doubting somewhat the veracity of this conclusion.

Maybe that is only wishful thinking on my part.

At least I know her opinion on the subject now.