When I walked my dog to the park this morning, I saw this older man sitting there on the park bench. (I say “older” because I don’t like the stigma that comes with the labels of “old man”, “old woman”, or “old people.” [I feel it tends to stereotype them and not see them for the multifaceted people that they are – but that’s for another post. Don’t get me started!] Annnyhew…) As I looked at this man just sitting there, I had this thought: When my generation is old, we will be sitting on park benches on our iPhones. And for some reason, this thought was horribly depressing to me. I mean… can you imagine? And walking into a convalescent home – all the older people sitting around staring at their iPhones. I don’t know. Because you know it’s going to be like that, right? Is it just me, or is this thought really depressing!
Random thought for the day. Just wanted to share! 🙂