NOBODY ASKED ME BUT

We offer observations on the human condition from a 23 year old mind trapped in an 83 year old body.

NOBODY ASKED ME BUT

I dislike tight clothes.

In the Army, Thanksgiving was a melancholy moment.

I do not whisper in life, there are no secrets.

Red headed boy and dark haired mom, hmm

Some while waiting convey aura of loneliness.

When alone, I prefer being alone.

We arrive, we depart, the only question is–when?

For many, butt grows larger and heart grows smaller.

Jeans accentuate butt.

I am the child of God. Call him what you like.

Some slurp soup quickly.

The younger one is the more probable swinging arms when entering store.

Boy sits between two girls, modern times.

I wonder why God made us with different colored hair.

As wife completes meal, husband sits quietly with crossed legs, waiting.

Sad news, Death works every day and every hour of the day.

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