I was on my way to Kane'ohe on the bus at 9:30am this morning. I was attempting to enjoy a cup of coffee at the fast food joint in town. However, my solitude was once again disturbed by the retired friend of my homeless buddy. He's a nice enough guy, but I really don't want to spend an hour or so talking with him about topics that I could care less about. Are people really that lonely?
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I was only in Kane'ohe for about 30 minutes, just enough time to do some quick shopping at the den of consumerism (read: shopping mall). I actually enjoyed the excursion. I purchased a couple of bare necessity clothing items at the Sears® store. All of my clothing purchases are "just in time" (JIT).
The bus ride gave me an opportunity to make up for the earlier sacrificed solitude. I spent the time in contemplation of the game plan for my final "good" years (e.g., How long will I continue working out at the gym? When will I commence wearing authentic senior citizen attire? When will I convert my conventional shades to the "snorkel mask" sunglasses that are popular with old codgers?).
Time was, in some contexts "Kaneohe" was a synonymous with "The State Nut House".. I guess it still is, like, "You belong Kaneohe, tita, you crazier than shit!!" but the way funding for serious institutional care continues to be diverted for fast rail and new condos by the sea, looks like the walking wounded in our midst are only going to get more numerous - and permanent. And if these poor devils are also old? Can you say, "Doubly Screwed"?
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