NOBODY ASKED ME BUT

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

NOBODY ASKED ME BUT

I was asked to honk for “Feminism.” Why?

In my youth I thought like a middle aged man.

I am a better beginner than finisher.

In my mind, a coffee shop is for bread, not lettuce.

Some scratch off cards, some life.

Love comes in many shapes, emotions and hopes.

If there is a God, he owes me a lunch-and picks up the tab.

Some arrive with a “hello” and some with a nod.

I dislike a breeze on my body unless from Mother Nature.

Regret in life? I never had a visit from the Tooth Fairy.

My mind has never been contaminated with hate.

Some burglarize life and some are the burgled.

One sees in one’s child, a sliver of self.

It is one thing to be a good person, another to be a wise person.

A fellow teacher is dying of body neglect.

Some neglect body and some the soul.

At age 82 one ponders the last words, at age, 2, the first.