The uptight states

The strangest things happen here. I was replying to someone who visited my blog and left a note about me banging my head while mowing the lawn.

First, I thanked her for her note and her concern. Then I remembered that her blog said she lives in Australia, and it went on like this ...

Thanks for checking out my blog. You live in OZ? Way cool! Many times I wished I did. Right now, it's the Uptight States of America, and it's getting tighter all the time. I dream of someday being able to visit. It just seems so much more easy-going than the States, especially now, in our officially proclaimed Age of Paranoia. You go, girl!

Another thing way cool is that you (apparently) get a lot of time with students (college? high school?). I get some opportunities to do that, but only once in a while. I really enjoy them. People who aren't so jaded or cynical or just plain scared of life.

It just came out. But yea, verily, that's the way I feel. My problem is that I'm old enough to remember a time when people as a whole were a lot more tolerant and friendlier than they are today.

See, that's the thing with us older folks. We tend to get nostalgic for the days when we were young, like when there was a lot more peace and love than there is today.

Those were the days.