Hate

I hate how hard it is to get up out of a chair. I hate how hard it is to walk long enough to buy groceries. Those are just physical things that life gives you as a gift of aging. I don’t hate transgender women who might want to enter the women’s bathroom at the same time as me. That kind of hate is vicious fear mongering harmful to everyone.

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Conversation

I could hear the loud conversation among the men at another table. It overpowered every other conversation in the room. Why do men act like that? Like their opinions and words are so valuable they should be broadcast to everyone everywhere. It’s terribly annoying.

I asked my companion, “Do you want to take it outside?”

“Oh my god, yes!”

We gathered up plates and napkins and forks and coffee cups. With all of it precariously balanced we pushed out the door and settled at an outdoor table.

“Ahh, that’s better.”

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The Written Word

I used to be enamored with the beauty of the written word. As I’ve grown older I’ve come to appreciate the beauty of clear meaning. The beauty of a well-told story no matter how beautiful the writing. I think it has to do with my attention span growing shorter.

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The Sky

I don’t look at the sky enough. Now that the weather is warming up, perhaps I’ll spend more time outside after dark enjoying the stars. It’s easy to glance up at the sunrise or sunset, the swooping birds or passing planes during the day, which I do often. But the night sky has gone from my frequent view. I miss it.

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Move to Canada

Have you ever looked into what would actually be involved if you decided to move to Canada? Can you just show up, find a job and go about your business, or is there more involved? Canada is a bit cold for me among English speaking countries. I’ve always dreamed of moving to New Zealand. Mountains, ocean, penguins – it’s perfect. But the people in New Zealand don’t want you and just showing up and finding a job is out of the question.

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Hello Yellow

I love yellow. Yellow makes me happy. I love spring because of the yellow daffodils and the yellow forsythia and the bright clear light that makes the yellow pop like a balm for the winter worn soul. Hello, yellow.

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The Right to Privacy

I can envision a future in which humans are fitted with technology at birth. Who has a right to the information in those bits of computer data? Are we like dogs, where anyone can read our chips? Or do we have a right to privacy as the Constitution guarantees? What does privacy entail in a digital age?

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Early Spring

It’s an early spring this year. Record high heat in February with bulbs pushing through the ground, buds ready to unfurl on the trees, and dry soil crying for more water. The whole earth is off schedule.

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Elections

Oh, my goodness, isn’t this the worst election ever? And we have months more to go. Wild statements, hating, bickering, no middle ground where sensible people can talk about what is good for the country as a whole. I knew who I was going to vote for months ago. Now I’m boycotting the news until it’s over. Polarized politics be damned!

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