He knew he had tasks to do, the agenda of the day, yet he didn’t feel the usual nagging thoughts in his head, the reminders of what he was missing in his life. This feeling of blankness, nothingness, serenity, simplicity, a sense that nothing was going on, didn’t last long, but long enough to make him wonder

Betty, who has basically known me since I was born, is in her eighties. From the outside if I was to tell people that I was going to stay with an eighty year old women when I landed in the UK, they would probably wonder what the hell was going on there.

I look over and a women I noticed earlier, attractive, petite, nice vibe, is giving me a big smile, looking me directly in the eyes.  An inquisitive smile from a very beautiful face.  I am surprised and in conversation, organizing a hike with a friend I just met, so I don’t say anything but I note the exchange.  Why is this women smiling at me?  Is it curiosity, attraction, being human, a come on? I better say something and find out.