I ate a big breakfast with a friend this morning. It was delicious and hearty, and warmed me up. I feel fortified.
Friendship is the great fortifier for me. The more I connect with my friends, the better I feel. I had a long phone talk with my best friend yesterday, and a shorter one with another. I don't think texting is ever going to do it for me. My generation consists of talkers. We don't want short hand, we want long hand. Laughter translates better for us with voices. We are fine with meandering and getting off topic and having no reason for calling. We're spontaneous.
I rarely hear the voices of my adult children, or my granddaughters. They live in that new technological world. I'm respectful, but for me this constitutes a loss. Multitasking means if I hear their voice on the phone they are doing dishes or talking to other people in the room where they are or on the computer or checking texts. The quality of the conversation suffers, because they are focused everywhere. Such is the way of the world.
So I need my geezer friends to gab, and laugh, and cry with. To talk about the weather where they are and forget the name of the book they're reading and amble verbally through this thing called life.
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