I was given the option of writing this entry using the “easy” method, or I could choose the “classic” mode.
Can you tell the difference?
Yeah, neither can I, from here.
Still, I guess it’s nice to be asked.
There has been a lot of that going around. New and improved, with a nod to what was, if you want.
We just can’t seem to let go of how it used to be.
We need to have that connection, that ongoing tether through the ether, to days of yore.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m all good with classic mode, but it is nice to change it up once in awhile.
Everything old is new again, and there is nothing new under the sun.
I wonder if maybe all our digitized what-iffing goes somewhere to be cataloged, alphabetized and stacked on neatly dusted shelves.
Like some great candy store store of wonder. Colorful jars filled with the soft chewy concepts of our purpose and our intentions…..
Overseen and tended to by a kindly old guy in a pristine white smock……
Did I just invent God?
That’s hilarious. Me inventing God.
That is Classic Me, all the way.