Nearing 65 with 15th-century technology

sunset87.2Age 65, which I am near, is starting to seem weird  — as if I didn’t take 40, 50 and 60 seriously.

Did I even have those birthdays? And who is that white-haired guy in the window’s reflection?

If I could draw, the cartoon of my thoughts would be a dinosaur trying on Google glasses or admiring a smartwatch on a reptilian wrist. Something optimistic. No glancing skyward at the incoming meteorite.

I’m still trying to figure out what kind of saurus I am. I’ll have to ask one of my nephews if there is one known for good will.

Good karma heading into extinction might be the best I can do. I’ll probably still read about the death of newspapers after I retire. It’s been a 40-year parade. But I won’t feel so much like I fell off my horse in front of crowd.

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