A dream about a lady that I've known for almost thirty years now and who I've always wanted to be closer to. The presence in the dream was nice, but not enough. She's been on my mind all day. And old feelings that I've never really forgotten. It's funny how for awhile anyway, I felt like I was thirty years old again. The emotions were quite powerful at one time which resulted in a decision to back away instead of risking being hurt.
It's funny how the physical aches and pains that earlier in the week had me worried if I was going to live to see my next birthday, now have vanished and has me feeling that I can live forever. I state that with a huge degree of humilty knowing it can all change tomorrow. Is that what the senior years are going to be like .... alternating between varying shades of despair and optimism?
I could "hear" what the lady behind the cash register was thinking. It was obvious in her hesitation and she was afraid to ask. ..... "Senior" I said with a smile. Suddenly she appeared at ease. And I received my discount.
I think it so funny, in a head shaking in dis-belief sort of way, .... that being the Trump lovers telling people who voted for someone else, to get over it and accept his victory when all they did every day for the past eight years was oppose, ridicule, bitch, moan and complain about everything Obama tried to do. And they were on automatic while in this process. Very little consideration and thought went into a single position. If Obama was for it, they were against it. And to be fair, before Obama, it was the same with Bush, Clinton, etc., ...... just opposing sides exchanging tactics.
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