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


Reality is that something created life, call it whatever you wish.

It is common sense to believe in common sense.

I only feel guilty if I spill a cup of coffee.

Youth grow taller as we old folks grow smaller.

Never fear the night, it is always followed by the dawn.

Some eat breakfast with a smile on face. At least no day of hunger?

In the end, we are who we are.

I prefer day old cake, reminds me of youth.

If a man’s back is turned to you, it is not polite to initiate talk.

I wonder whatever happened to the God of Peace.

Hands under chin means one is pondering–something.

Do not fear tomorrow, it will become today–eventually.

Worry about yesterday is a waste of time.

An open heart awaits love–and pain.

We want to enjoy life, but does life want to enjoy us?

Texting is a cry–I am here!