Sunday, July 12, 2020

June 17, 2017

No camera with me on walk yesterday. And so I begin my slow withdrawal from the world.

79 this month. Healthy body so expect a long slow demise. Walk amongst the young and nod and smile. They don't like to be interrupted for too long. My mind seems to be more expansive, more free than theirs. Not so caught with worldly concerns. But that has always been the case. I march to a different drummer so goes the cliche'. And who and what might that drummer be?

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