Adam Blatner

We are approaching the summer solstice in a couple of weeks. It’s 8:30 PM and there is still a pick cloud in the evening sky, while it’s darkening—but not yet dark. I’m very happy because (chiefly) I have a wonderful and beloved wifey who attends to my needs while also attending to many other things. She’s wrinkly if you look carefully, but I really don’t see it unless it’s pointed out. My life is very satisfactory. When I greedily reach for more I realize that more equals more trouble. World domination? Too much responsibility. Untold wealth? What would I spend it on? Decisions, decisions. Truth is I am satisfied and I don’t even want youth. I’m growing older and quite happy in spite of some aches and pains.