Maybe it's because I'm in my sixties ... or maybe I'm right, but have you noticed the volume of chatter going on at the stores right now? Not only is there the incessant chatter of the people - but that doesn't really bother me unless they're arguing at which point I'm likely to ask them to excuse themselves - but the canned music, intercom announcements of specials, commercials being blasted on overhead monitors, more music here, different music there, press this, push that, listen to this, buy that, kids in carts demanding this and that, parents telling them to shut up or they'll never get anything again (really? .... hmmm) ... geez, shut up already! My experience today confirmed my desire to shop online or locally at small mom/pop shops - I'll gladly pay the extra price for something if everyone will just shut up! OK, I'm done.
Yeah, I know ... it's Chrismas ... or is it ... no, it's not even Thanksgiving. I refuse to partake in the madness at this time.
However, here's something that made me smile ... and always does:
Who Am I?
I am what I am ... nothing more, nothing less. It's not that I know more than anyone else ... it's just that I've lived longer than a good many and have experienced life. I am a people watcher, a listener. I don't judge ... we all have a journey ... thank you for allowing me to share my journey with you.