I've decided I like the way old people live. They don't care about anything but the essentials. They're experience has ingrained in them that life is too short to worry about silly things, about what others think, and about always being "proper."
Old people have ironed out what is truly important to them. They know that they MUST pick up their grandchildren from soccer practice, that they MUST eat exactly 3.5 prunes each morning at 8:22 am, and if they need to burp, they MUST let it out. There's no reason to hold in a fart or a burp, it has got to get out. Strangers hearing and other collateral damage is par for the course. So what if they forgot the bread in the toaster and its charred? A shining sun, a rocking chair, and an iced tea are enough to make their day. A quote commonly attributed to Dr. Seuss says, "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." I do not think anybody lives this better than our favorite stereotypical old people.
What if all people lived like old people? Would the world turn into a bunch of New Yorkers, pushy, busy people trying to get the most of every minute? Would we all drive 5 mph below the speed limit avoiding bumps at high speeds for the sake of a shaky bladder sphincter?
Old people have ironed out what is truly important to them. They know that they MUST pick up their grandchildren from soccer practice, that they MUST eat exactly 3.5 prunes each morning at 8:22 am, and if they need to burp, they MUST let it out. There's no reason to hold in a fart or a burp, it has got to get out. Strangers hearing and other collateral damage is par for the course. So what if they forgot the bread in the toaster and its charred? A shining sun, a rocking chair, and an iced tea are enough to make their day. A quote commonly attributed to Dr. Seuss says, "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." I do not think anybody lives this better than our favorite stereotypical old people.
What if all people lived like old people? Would the world turn into a bunch of New Yorkers, pushy, busy people trying to get the most of every minute? Would we all drive 5 mph below the speed limit avoiding bumps at high speeds for the sake of a shaky bladder sphincter?
