200 years old mood.
Today I am 200 years old. Senile, grumpy and moody. Don't feel excited about anything. I done them all. I just want to sit on a comfortable rocking chair and look at all those foolish teens doing foolish things. I need my coffee. A black bitter coffee. I don't care for sweet things anymore. rig rag rig rag rig rag.....the racketing sound of the chair is music. this day will pass too....just like the other days in my 200 years of living.