257 — Remember Back in the Eighties?

Every day in the Eighties, now looking back at those years, was a lifetime of sheer joy. Before the world changed for the worse.

Compared with today, back in the Eighties was a time when I could still look and touch and smell and hear all of the beautiful world that was still there for anyone still able to see and feel and sniff and actually listen. What a wonderful world it was!

That is, before the great change in the world.

Some people tolerate change very well; others, well, not so good. I guess I was just one of those who couldn’t adjust. As the days continue, as we live our lives navigating these fast-changing times, some of us are less able to go with the flow. It’s a fast, turbulent flow.

Things today can never be the same as they were back in the Eighties. Things tomorrow will only get worse. Certainly for me, if this trend continues.

Which it will.

I feel like I am merely flotsam on this wave of change. I suppose it all was just preordained. People change. The years go by. The world changes. Life changes. I’m changing, too.

I miss those good ol’ Eighties.

I miss those times when I could just go. Go anywhere without checking in. I miss speaking with people who would actually listen. People who would give some semblance of respect. My, how this world has changed.

I miss those good ol’ Eighties. Back then I even had faith in the government. Not today; not the way I see it. And the way they see me.

Now I walk around in a world that clouds my vision; this new world filters out what I’m allowed to hear; it obtunds how I’m supposed to feel. I’m not allowed to just go anymore. I need permission. What a degradation of my rights! My citizenship.

See me, hear me, touch me, feel me…right?

Today it's as if I've been blinded with cataracts, set afire with pain, unable to smell, and deafened by hearing loss.

I won’t like the Nineties, as today I turned 90. Oh, to be in my Eighties again. Those Eighties I miss so much.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

For Thursday, September 12, Day 256 of the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge

366 WORDS (without A/N)

Accompaniment photos were AI derived, but the years were not.

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THIS CHALLENGE AGES ON, 366 LIFE-MOMENTS AT A TIME.

There are currently three surviving, aging Vocal writers still alive in the 2020s of the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge:

• L.C. Schäfer (Geriatric)

• Rachel Deeming (Pediatric)

• Gerard DiLeo (Mediatric)