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 |    My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
| I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
| Do I guard a deep dark secret? Am I hiding something? Is there an air of mystery shrouding me? Sorry, and I apologize here because I'm Canadian and I cannot help myself, but I am somewhat transparent figuratively speaking. Nothing in my {normal/i} day to day life has ever warranted a secret. Of course, you have to trust me and take me at my word 'cause if I carried a secret, or who knows, several of them , I would not divulge them. Duh, if I blurt them out then they are no longer secret. As a segue to distract you dear reader I suggest to you that there are many colourful expressions associated with blabbing a confidence.Letting the cat out of the bag refers to revealing something that most would find surprising or unexpected. Spilling the beans is another euphemism for betraying a secret. Both of these sayings allude to messiness and unpleasantness. All of this makes sense. Keeping a secret, or entrusting it to someone is not undertaken on a whim. It is sacred. Whatever the confidence is it is not meant to be broadcast for everyone's edification. All of this serves to remind me of the paparazzi. They live to scrounge and dig up the secrets of celebrities. What they seem to hope for is dirt, the more salacious, the more scandalous, the better. Innuendo and gossip will often suffice. Is there some misguided creed that the public has a right to know? I am just as Jane Q Public as the next person and I do not care what the so-called rich and famous, the beautiful people, the glitterati, whatever, are doing. It is none of my bees' wax. I cannot imagine being hounded and targeted for malicious entertainment. How could who I am with, or what I am wearing, or what I consume, or where I am spotted be anyone's business but my own. So as I wrote before my mini tirade, nope, I have no secrets dark or otherwise and if I should be sitting upon someone else's secret(s) they are not mine to reveal. 350 words |
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