Away from it all.

I’d not mind living in a remote part of the world. Maybe for a year or two. With no contact with the outside. Oblivious of happenings in the so-called civilized world. Of course, it would be nice to have my dear Italian amore with me.  She, too, could adjust to such a life. Creating our own little niche. In paradise. On a mountain top or in a primeval forest.  An idyllic life.  Finding ways to entertain ourselves and to savor life. Away from turmoil. Away from it all. --Jim Broede