I’m worried for the younger writers.

I think they are constantly missing life in ways that typically define us as we age. Delayed adolescence, not walking the neighborhoods, not driving across country, not finding intimacy for decades, no career advancement opportunities…

I hope I’m wrong, but something feels very off between the sexes..

When I grew up we had to sit with ourselves.

That is the big difference between this century and last.

The phone is the culprit.