All I want out of life.

I need to educate myself. On all the new-fangled contraptions. That are supposed to make my life easier.  But they don’t. Instead, my life has become more complicated, more confusing, more complex. I’d probably be better off sticking to my old and laborious and inefficient ways. A 10-year-old kid masters the new stuff. But here I am. At age 80. With so very much experience. Being unable to achieve the IQ of a 10-year-old. I’m lost. Left behind. All I want out of life. Is to read a book.  Go for a walk. And converse with my Italian amore, my true love. --Jim Broede