Changing Your Mind at 84 Years Old

 The society we live in is fast paced. So I have found it necessary to change my mind from time to time. When does this happen? Well I move right to the bathroom. In the lower left hand drawer is where my extra minds are stored.

When I worked at the Dams, my mind was filled with water tables, rainfalls, three day predictions, "Yes sir, can we help you?", and other factors that let the river flow free.
My home mind, cleans up around the house, talks to cats, pleases or not pleases Laurel, watches the latest ball games, etc.
My space mind wanders around the house looking at fish tanks, doorknobs, empty bowls, sunrises and sunsets. This last mind is by far the most pleasurable, since pleasure finds its way to the most discreet areas of my body just by laughing and thinking good thoughts.