Went to the beach today . Beach was great, deserted. I’m all communing with waves, light surf and older guy (actually not much older than me) comes up:
Have you done your 10,000 steps?
Surprised I say no but working on it.
Sez do you have a pedometer?
(Getting irritated) I said yes (in fact I have like 100, as I used to get so many at conferences).
Sez do you know how many miles are in 10,000 steps.
I said nothing though w/ my dachshund steps I know it is 3.6 miles.
I do not like direction of unwanted convo.
5 miles! He says. I say silent which is an old Irish thing I have perfected.
I am starting to scramble away but no.
All my Zen feels of bliss are departing.
He sez Do you know Brooke Astor?
I’m like no because she’s dead.
But I say yes I read Vanity Fair.
He says, she lived to be 120 or 130 because she did yoga!!
Who wants to live to 120 I think ? Plus she didn’t.
Anyway, I don’t wanna live much past 80.
Look Jack you’re gonna die no matter how much you stretch I secretly think.
Also: fellow boomer let it go! Our day is done!
Yoga is nice but it’s gotten to be too much of a dogma for me.
He sez do you know how they used to say it was better to be a little stocky?
Nah! he cries shaking his head. He is dark, leathery. Not attractive.
But not stocky!
Waves light etc crashing behind him. I have tension headache.
Re stocky: Is he talking about me ? Getting PO’d, Zen calm retreating. My Inner Fenian emerging.
Well she was a millionaire I say thinking of Brooke’s opulent apartment plus those society ladies are all xrays anyway.
WELL he says you know all those people do not have happy lives!
Oh please I think reflecting on Bronfman family relative who was at grad school with me who wrote dissertation about what a drag it was to be wealthy.
(I mean I understand life is hard but money does ease things).
Do you know Gloria Vanderbilt? guy continues…
Headache gets worse
Yes I say, resigned.
Well HER husband beat her up in first marriage he was awful!
Well have a nice day! I say brightly, and flee.
Took a nice walk and gathered shells
Saw a Chinese artist’s work at musuem 1.3 hours up road.
Life is strange. But that’s the trick.
Salt always, with the sweet
As long as your time.