I went out the other night. Got back late… well, what passes for late now in my life which is about 11 PM. Had a piece of delicious sugar free cheese cake I’d picked up on my way home. Took two bites. It was delicious. Realized that if I ate the whole piece before going to bed that I’d never be able to sleep. Yet another indignity in the pantheon of indignities that bedevil old age.