Time collapses and expands like an erratic accordion.
To the young, cliches seem freshly minted.
I like the word OLD. Not senior, that's for proms. Older? Older than whom? 'Old' is honorable and ripe
The heart has its reasons; it's the mind that's suspect.
I am writing this during my lunch period, because I need to reach towards the outside world of sanity, because I am overwhelmed by the sheer weight of the clerical work still to be done, and because at this hour of the morning normal ladies are still sleeping.
I so enjoy being old because for the first time I don't have to do anything-work, teach, study. I feel very good about myself-and at my age I can say no to anything now if I don't want to do it. What a liberating word.