I can't say that I feel sad, nor do I feel frightened. I do, however, feel the end creeping up more quickly than a year ago. What bothers me is that I'm too darned tired to take care of some of the things that need to be done--the sorting, destroying, reorganizing, filing, writing---it is so hard to stay focused. Walking is becoming more difficult because I suddenly feel weak. I get so short of breath. Everything I need to function well is slowly slipping away, and there is much to do. Am I alone?