Tears find my eyes easily now. Getting old. A song on YouTube sung by a street person causes spasms in my throat.
Feel helpless. Alone a lot.
Always thought retirement would bring satisfaction and feelings of wellbeing.
Was wrong.
Days are busy but empty. "Forward" is a direction for the engaged. I move but am motionless.
Mentally and physically more separated from others.
Desire life, energy, but attempts becoming short-circuited by growing inabilities and maladies.
Growing frightened.
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