Oh hello, I’m not cool anymore
I’m not sure that I ever was
I tried my best to be myself
Because, because, because
It’s impossible to be cool at fifty
Forty and thirty too
Cool is just for the kids
I’ll never be as cool as you
The free spirit will be ‘a contradiction of his today.’
Scott Clifton, paraphrasing Nietzsche
Gratitude Journal
I am so happy and grateful to have contacts all around the world so that I can help people with information.
I talked with Hayden yesterday evening, and he was amused at my nightmare story, telling me his own in return. He was pretty chirpy, which is good to hear.
I did a little stretching exercise before bed, but despite sleeping well enough, I woke up before my alarm and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I’m feeling quite tired this morning.
A promised storm never eventuated last night, though it may make it today. The air and garden smell in the evenings is delicious, and I’m thinking what else I could do to add to the garden.
It’s easy to think about it while sitting in the air-conditioned cafe, but getting out into the scorching sun and humidity is a different thing altogether.
