Have you ever felt yourself clever one moment only to come back later and you were too smart for your dumb self. For example here while going out for a run I put my glasses on the railing on the stairs, thinking how can I not know where they are, I found them this morning

One of the subtleties of getting older if you don’t lose glasses as much because you kind of need them to see things. I tried to automate outsmarting my dumb self. I named my Wallet Ed, put a tag on it and I can track them (preferred pronoun) to my phone, it’s a smart phone that is really dumb right now. The app thinks Ed is still at yoga class

Namaste

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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