Month: March 2019

I have a pair of earphones. They cover my ears. They operate on batteries and blue-tooth. They are manufactured in China. My mobile brings down music form the internet and deliver it to the phones. I dress in them comfortably as long as I stay at home.

In a few minutes I should go outside to help my wife bringing stuff home from her gallery. Should I continue wearing these phones downtown? Do I dare to introduce myself into this huge crowd of youngsters? All demonstrating their individuality in the same fashion? After all, I am not young any more. This coming summer I will celebrate 77.

On the other side and at my age I do not need to bother.

This is probably the most difficult writing task I’ve ever approached. Will I be able to get my writing in line with me on this subject? Will I make my writing understandable and some reader curious and interested? But on the other hand, the task is in line with where I am this chilly morning in mid-March 2019.

My life strategy has been to put on an intellectual cover as soon as any emotional roller coaster is in approach. It is an impulse from I do not know where. I call it ”primitive”. I have lived this way all my life. The strategy has become well known to me. In the absence of other things, I call it an element of my personal identity. But, after years of mental and emotional turbulence, it starts to crack.

I feel happy. At last, I live. I seem to have risen from the somewhat tedious role of being a responsible, orderly, reliable and predictable man. In one sense I have no experience of this roller coaster concept but to avoid it at all cost.

You told me something
Warmth and happiness showed up
Thoughts whirled around upstairs.
Did forget what you said
Received the undertone you gave
Will remember the event
until dementia sweeps my attic clean.