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Enlightened At 50

I recently turned 50. It’s a lot like 49, except more … something.The correct word has flown out of my head.

I’ll move on to other things.

Tuesday I planned to go to the pool. I needed my sunglasses. They weren’t where I had left them, in their special corner. I searched under my jackets, on my bookshelf, inside my waist pack. No sunglasses. I knew they weren’t in my knapsack, but peered inside anyway. No sunglasses. I wore their understudy–my old pair. They were happy to be next in line. When I returned, I looked some more. Under my jackets, in my waist pack. No sunglasses. I knew they weren’t in my knapsack, but felt around beneath the plastic bags. And lo! there they were.

All was well.

Then Wednesday came along and I decided to make tea. I filled the kettle with water, turned on the burner, put tea in my mug. Sat down at the table. When the water boiled, I poured it into my mug. Since the water was too hot to drink, I left the room to get my book. The thought of reading my mystery while drinking tea made me feel cozy. When I returned to the kitchen, I glanced at the tea kettle. No flame beneath it. I must have forgotten to turn on the stove again. How could I make tea without boiling the water? I turned on the gas. I waited. When the water boiled, I turned off the gas, picked up the kettle, and was about to pour it into my mug, when I had an aha moment.

By the way, that word I forgot earlier?




I am a rather obscure 14th C. poet, whose work has been translated into over thirty dialects of gibberish. I now spend my days translating from the gibberish into English and back again, as need be.

11 thoughts on “Enlightened At 50

  1. Not foolish at all–just “normal” like the rest of us. . .welcome to the “50 and over” club Eva. I’m told this happens from time to time with the 60+, 70+ and 80+ humans. . . . .


  2. Delete the self-effacing assessment of “foolish”–You have a brain loaded with 50 years’ worth of associations, memories, present and future needs and things to do, sensory impressions surrounding you, and lots else! What’s a mere pair of sunglasses or a cup of tea but a tiny blip in all that comes and goes, stays a second, then flits away.


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