We offer observations on the human condition from a 22 year old mind trapped in an 82 year old body.


“Childhood sounds will soon never again be heard.

Some regret past actions, not me, I live today.

People wear signs depicting who they are for others.

Some tastes linger longer.

If son with mom, at some point she gives an order.

Soup inside bread a neat idea.

I wonder what triggered change in brain that led to new ideas.

I so miss the Italian man selling ices from his cart on hot days.

Issue at dinner table, who takes the first bite.

I enjoy the feeling of a warm breeze on my face.

Mom always touches the cheek of child who is eating.

3 men, 3 laptops, 3 intent looks.

I wonder how many trees have died due to my napkins.

How does one scratch a bald head?

Some cross legs and wiggle toes, some do not.

All too often, in the end, stupidity triumphs.

I expect tall blonds to be trim.

Each human has a space boundary.