Subject: Living in looking out.
Are we, the Oldies on the threshold of a new way, a palatable way of living our lives to the beat of a different drum. One which acknowledges the need old people have for communication, exercise, good nutrition and independence.
Our homes have become the square meterage we know best and feel most comfortable It's the private space where we can let it all out, no need to play-act, no need to be considerate, no need to compare ourselves with other younger more active people.
Our world, made up of ourselves, perhaps a partner, living within the self containment of our own choosing.
Are we, the Oldies on the threshold of a new way, a palatable way of living our lives to the beat of a different drum. One which acknowledges the need old people have for communication, exercise, good nutrition and independence.
Our homes have become the square meterage we know best and feel most comfortable It's the private space where we can let it all out, no need to play-act, no need to be considerate, no need to compare ourselves with other younger more active people.
Our world, made up of ourselves, perhaps a partner, living within the self containment of our own choosing.
The mornings become evenings if we nap or stay in bed. Our evenings become morning as we hang about happily making breakfast at lunchtime and gently going about our day ignoring the lives of those 'other people' who have been up for hours.
So much of our life spent performing for 'those others' in that macabre dance to which we were always one or two steps behind. The demands on us was dependant on our exposure, how much we were prepared to put ourselves out and about, but sadly usually for someone
else's benefit. It was a Faustian Pact in which our time and energy were traded on the assumption that "time", some time would be left over for ourselves.
Being a well drilled performing animal we forgot how to be ourselves and still measure ourselves by the habits of those around us.
The holiday resorts, the starred hotel system, the cruse ship and its inevitable on-board competition, the box ticking sightseeing, always aware of "others" what they wear and how thick their wallet appeared to be.
The bliss of being home is that the door is shut to all this. Your imagination can be limitless without spending a penny. You food delivered to the door, cooked or uncooked. The drinks needn't be counted by your partner. The car stays on the driveway. The rain is observed and not felt. Communication is world wide with the added advantage that if the discussion gets heated a battery fades and the line drops out before much harm is done.
Homo-erectus (not so erectus these days) can take the weight off his feet for the first time in decades and truly chill.
Being a well drilled performing animal we forgot how to be ourselves and still measure ourselves by the habits of those around us.
The holiday resorts, the starred hotel system, the cruse ship and its inevitable on-board competition, the box ticking sightseeing, always aware of "others" what they wear and how thick their wallet appeared to be.
The bliss of being home is that the door is shut to all this. Your imagination can be limitless without spending a penny. You food delivered to the door, cooked or uncooked. The drinks needn't be counted by your partner. The car stays on the driveway. The rain is observed and not felt. Communication is world wide with the added advantage that if the discussion gets heated a battery fades and the line drops out before much harm is done.
Homo-erectus (not so erectus these days) can take the weight off his feet for the first time in decades and truly chill.
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