S.O.S.
"Can U hear me, or shall I text louder?" I f time is mo ne y, then I need a loan. No, I haven’t received any bad news about my health. As far as I know, I’m progressing nicely into middle age. That’s just it. I feel as if I’m from the Middle Ages. Time passes me by in a sleek modern jet while I frantically try to keep pace in old bi-plane. As the time flies by, I am constantly amazed with all of our so-called “modern advancements.” It seems as if it tak es more time to get things done than it did “back in the day.” This reminds me of an e-mail I received from one of my sons. He wrote in code—with initials or acronyms—not words. It took me 10-minutes to decipher IMO (in my opinion), ADBB (all done, bye bye) and AFAIK (as far as I know). CUL8R was easy, but CUZ just gave this writer a headache. Time is fleeting. I get that. Times are changing. I get that too. I don’t get why it feels as if someone has cut the 60-minute hour in half. It’s not as if I ha...