Had to quit driving
Still retain independence
Think I’ll call Uber
Like Don Quixote
Setting out to tilt windmills
Saddled a smartphone
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Ha! I love it!
Glad you like it. Thanks. 🙂
first verse is brilliant!
Many thanks for your comment.
Too too good! Right on target for my life!
Thanks. I’m glad to know we are in the same boat.
Haha!!
Glad this tickles you.
Truly one of the big issues. Your words capture it so succinctly.
Recognizing it is time to surrender the keys is huge.
Figuring it out with such wit and determination inspiring.
Thank you. 🐞
You’re welcome. The big jump for me was changing to a smartphone so I can call Uber.
Love this one
Thanks. 🙂
🙂 xx
Great old fart humor!
You named it!! ❤