An observation: In my dotage, my willingness to suffer fools gladly, tolerate deliberate obtuseness, subscribe to another person’s take on truth, and tightly censor myself seems to be slipping away. I still remember how to do all that … I’m just losing my willing spirit. Life is too short for endless suffocating banality.
Another observation: The most annoyingly off-base people seem to possess not a shred of self-doubt.
And another: It does no good to harbor hurt feelings over the thoughtlessness of other people — they’re simply wrapped up in doing the same thing I am … living life. Okay, okay … so now we’ve come full circle. Maybe I should put on my adult-size girlie undies and deal with it.