Can’t keep up. With the rapidly changing world. Nor do I
want to. That’s the thought. Flitting through my mind. Once upon a time. It was important.
To keep up. To be modern. Up to date. But now. I find it more rewarding. More
pleasurable. More relaxing. To blend. Old ways. And modern ways. With the
balance in favor of old ways. Maybe that’s easier. Than accepting the challenge
. Of being a model modern man. I am what I am.
Left behind. In my own world. Which really. Ain’t all that bad. --Jim Broede
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