I can feel it coming…
It took a while, though. I’ve had appointments this week as I’ve been trying to catch up with me: hearing; sight; hair; community; social commitments; finance. Not there yet. And then I get tired.
So, i guess I’ll have to condense a few ideas for blogs. I have a lot of ideas, but it takes time to deal with them. As i’ve said before, i wish I had a clone. (But you might like her better.) I’ll give you a list and you can choose one or two that you’d like me to develop further. If at all.
Instant Old They (you know who they are) tell us that the fashion industry is second only to the cattle industry in its consumption of water. And the popular synthetic fabrics give off a lot of micro-stuff that is not biodegradable and that is showing up in the ocean. These are good reasons for us to stop buying so much and changing our clothes so often. As I get older (and older) I like old clothes more and more. The only items I buy now with any regularity, if you call once a year regular, are bathing suits and shoes. When I do buy clothes, I look for what I call “instant old”—articles I can see will wear and age well. Sometimes they cost more than you might be willing to pay, but take a second look and do a quick projection. How long is the thing going to last? Can you see yourself wearing it for several —a number—of years? Will you still love it when you’re 64?
Old books. Not that old, but an old book is one you have already read and, I hope, remember. Right now, one novel is bothering me. Belatedly, after the fact, The Goldfinch (year, author) has been made into a movie. i’ve seen a few trailers and I don’t recognize any of the details. I think I’ m going to have to read it again. I don’t mind, because it’s quite a good book, but where did it go in my head/mind/brain/memory? An essay by James Collins in the NYT Book Review begins with the confession or the assumption that yery little of what one reads is retained. If that is so, Collins asks, “What’s the point of reading so many books when I can barely remember them?” Anyone who reads a lot has discovered from time to time that one has already read the book one has picked up. Maybe that’s one of the keys to maintaining a youthful appearance—or the projection of one. Well, you might know that I disagree. I might not remember details of a book I read a while ago, a long while ago, but I do believe that it has stayed with me, either by sublty or not so sublty changing what I believe in or by reinforcing it. But I also remember a striking scene or character and I never forget a good line.
As you may surmise, my battery died so I went to bed. Tomorrow is another day.