i think i'm going to need glasses soon. it doesn't bother me like it would have when i was younger. in fact, i sat next to a woman in a cafe today who had the most extraordinary reading glasses. big round cut glass inside tiny metal rims. she had very small hands. she reminded me of my grandmother. i stared at her until it was obvious and uncomfortable and then i left out the back door.
when i get these glasses, i will wear them around my neck on a chain. it will make me feel like Sara Plain and Tall. a friend told me the other day that my resistance to succumb to modern society will put a barrier between myself and meaningful relationships. at least i think that's what he said. he definitely implied that it will be difficult for me make friends if i keep ignoring everyone who reads books form electronic devices.
maybe that's true.
maybe not. have you ever noticed that most epic stories have a character who is the old person with wisdom and no spouse? wuthering heights. anne of green gables. bat man. there's alway this old single person who's the most likable of the bunch. they know the most about themselves and all the people around them. and i bet they didn't own a kindle.
my point is this:
i would never want to be part of a club where they would have someone like me for a member.
ok, that's not really my point but i've been watching a lot of woody allen movies lately. it's sort of my point. in reverse. i would like to be part of a club that takes the time to make coffee in a percolator and walk home from work and read aloud to each other for fun. so it only seems reasonable that i would get my practice in now, kind of like an early application. how else am i going to end up the beautiful old woman at the cafe eating apricot pancakes? i might never have blue eyes or great posture, but i might be able to be the old person with a lot of good things to say.
