Used to be that having your head in the clouds was a sign of adolescent romanticism.
Not any longer.
One week ago, on my quiet reflective retirement celebration day, I was sitting alone at a Senior hangout (Seniors, as in greylings, not high schoolers) when I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation at the adjacent table.
Contrary to what some youngins’ (pre-greylings) might assume about grey technophobia, these folks, two men and three women all in their seventies, were doing some serious techno talk, using all the latest lingo.
And the clouds their heads were wrapped around don’t produce rain.
And for the length of time it took for the kitchen to prepare my food, the greylings engaged in authoritative-sounding informed troubleshooting and critical appraisal cloud-talk info gathering and sharing.
Used to be that having your head in the clouds was a sign of adolescent romanticism.
Not any longer.
And as a newbie greyling retiree, my elders’ conversation was reassuring.
Grey matter still is working, wrapping itself around techno advances, using the latest lingo. Go, greylings. Bravo!
What technological advance has your grey matter focused on? Is your head in the iClouds?
