Yesterday, a young woman offered me a seat on the train. Oh, dear. I am old! And then, when there were huge boomings from fireworks last night, I couldn't make the effort to go outside and stand on the roof of the garage to see them. Today, I'm disappointed in myself. The pictures in the newspaper make me regret my lethargy. On the good side, my daughter and I saw a great art exhibit, one I'd like to go back and see again. It was exciting and inspiring, with many new artists. So I ain't dead yet, I guess.
Today we have no plans, and it's overcast and dreary, but perhaps we will figure out something to do. If we have enough energy. This retirement thing can be dangerous, like a permanent rainy day where you don't go out. It feels cosy, but then you get lazy, and just don't bother to interact out in the world. Well, yesterday, I guess I did enough interacting, with meditation and dharma talk, lunch with a friend and her best friend, and the museum trip. Perhaps I'm overreacting a bit. Onward and upward1
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