The one thing that hasn't changed.

I adapt to change. Whether I like it or not. Change is inevitable. In just about everything. But I don't always readily accept change. I cope anyway. Usually, by withdrawing into my isolated cocoon. My own little world. Which ain't bad. Every day, I hear people complain about change. They think the world is changing far too fast. I've read that since the cave man, we've had about 800 lifetimes. Assuming that a generation runs about 62 years. And there's been more change in the 800th lifetime than in previous hundreds of lifetimes. And there are predictions of even bigger changes to come in the next one or two lifetimes. I was born in 1935. Think about it. The changes that have come in my lifetime. Maybe more changes from the time of Julius Ceasar to the start of the 20th century. I find that I can't keep up with it all. Therefore, I often retreat into my cocoon. To buffer myself from some change. I live with my Italian true love. Here in Sardinia for half of the year. And to my lakeshore home in Minnesota for the other half. Where my true love can join me every summer. Guess that's all I want in life right now. True love. Maybe it'd be the same if I had lived during the Roman Empire. --Jim Broede