We offer observations on the human condition from a 22 year old mind trapped in an 82 year old body.
NOBODY ASKED ME BUT
We all too often become who we dislike.
Few enjoy the buffet of life.
Some count dollars, me, I’m Depression, pennies are OK.
Loose fitting shorts do not display a trim body.
Some women evolve into beauty.
More often than not, daughter more beautiful than mom.
Some welcome Death, some life.
We are all equal in entering the halls of Death.
I never tap my foot while seated.
I wonder if there is a fourth act in life.
We can reorganize our lives, but not our Deaths.
She reads a book, he reads newspaper. Retired couple.
I do not get writer’s block. I am verbose.
A McDonald’s disaster is spilled coffee.
Unless one desires Death do not order a Happy Meal.