Ans so I cried. I did not know what else to do. It was (is) my birthday. I am as of today, 68 years old.
I am a 68 years old curmudgeon, a thing most sane people will avoid. A person that should be held up as an example of what not to be. A person like me.
And yet.
Am I so bad compared to so many others ?
I think not.
I might be a smidgen more honest but so what ?
Honesty did not make many friends and therefore I have very few friends
but I am here
and I still write my blog
That's worth something, aint it ?