No reason to complain.

I relish being home. Alone. And home, too. With people. Especially my Italian amore.   I’m very, very adaptable. I adjust to the situation. Happily. That’s my nature. Certainly, it doesn’t bother me to be alone. I never feel lonely. Because I occupy myself. With pleasant thoughts. Furthermore, if I want to converse with my amore. It’s easy. She’s only a Skype connection away. Really, I have it made. Life is good. At least most of the time. Sure, there’s an occasional pitfall. A setback.  But hey, I’ll take that. And deal with it. No reason to complain. As long as I have the good life 98 percent of the time. --Jim Broede