My Vicarious Life

My life is so full of contrasts.

My son calls me as he drives home from work, or when he runs the mountains of North Carolina with his Blue Merle Louisiana Catahoula Leopard rescue dog, Zola.

Bestest calls me from England where he is at the Bodleian library. That is where my favorite series of books centers around. Now I find they are making a new movie about them there.

He goes to Shakespearean plays in London and beautiful gardens in the countryside.  He takes a group of students to see Spider-Man and speaks of riding trains, tubes, buses, even planes as he flies to Amsterdam for the weekend to visit friends.

My old coworker used to tell me tales of her vacations hobnobbing with the rich and famous all over the world.

Friends write or call to talk of all sorts of interesting and valuable things they are doing to make this world a better place.

I ponder the best place to buy super strong mega rolls of toilet paper. I boil eggs for snacks and try out different premade salads. On a really good day I go to a band concert in a local park with my granddaughter.

And "I get by with a little help from my friends."