20230530-0007. Before the internet I remember my life being normal and smooth-sailing. Fast forward today, I feel as if nothing else matters and I don’t really have a care in the world.
Call it denial. All I know is that I’m blessed to be alive and that should be enough. I didn’t have the troubles of keeping up with other strangers or being bothered with nefarious details, that frankly should NOT be part of my current reality – EVER!
My immediate surroundings are of calm and relaxation. The only triggers are the bad news and other humanized drama that I’d find online, whereas before I didn’t think anybody experienced hardship.
Call if insulated. All I know is that I’m NOT spoiled but rather taken well cared of by my loving family. And so in exchange for all this comfort, I cook and clean as should a woman of a house that’s paid-off for life.
So basically, the only shake-up in my alternate sense of dimensional realities are the social media contents involving aliens invading our airspace, UAPs/UFOs showing up more frequently in our skies both nighttime AND now more boldly by daytime, science fiction mixed with religious/spiritual overtones, and the usual entertaining genre you’d find listed under horror/suspense/thriller.
If I could go back, I’d re-experience how fun it would be to walk at night under the moonlight (now it’s NOT advisable or safe to do so due to the Rakes or Wendigos), to ride the bicycle outdoors without being run over by road racers or accosted by the DARK forces or PURE EVIL roaming freely unsupervised, to read romance novels by the fireplace all snuggled up inside the warming comfort of a fuzzy hand-crocheted blanket, drinking my aromatic warm whatever liquid refreshment, writing long-headed letters on my personalized stationary, sealing up the envelop with a waxed imprint of my initials, and walking to the post office or picking groceries en route homebound unmolested.
I also remember listening to the weather and news on the radio more than watching the television! I didn’t know anything was abnormal outside my home and assumed that everyone behaved normally.
I’d also listen to music on the radio station – some of which would play some of my favorite songs found on Yacht Rock Essentials by Apple Music Classic Rock: This is my era and I know ALL the songs in this compilation!
I’m THAT old! But I really do miss those times before the internet. Sigh.
Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!