Write the About page for your blog in 10 years.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us FUTURE.
Ten years! Hello, we are not all spring lambs hopping around in the blogging world telling everyone about their babies, boyfriends and showing videos of Justine Bieber sleeping. No, some of us are golden oldies, being thankful for every day you wake up, can stand up without assistance and remember what day it actually is.
I am a golden oldie but in ten years, 77 years old, I will even be waving goodbye to the platinum stage. I wonder whether Mr. Swiss will be pushing me in the wheel chair or the other way around. There is a neat little senior home in our village. It is quite new and even has a restaurant open to the public. Situated near the forest and a bus stop just outside for those breaking out. What could be better? Of course, it is not free, and there will be little change left from the monthly income, but who cares, at that age who needs money.
I noticed the senior home is just a five minute walk from the local cemetery, how convenient. What a wonderful walk wheelchair ride to take for a breath of fresh air, viewing the empty places and making a preliminary reservation – you never know.
My blogging days might still exist. I believe Bill Gates does it all with pictures and touch screen now (thinking of Windows 8). It will then be probably Windows 15, all programmed with a nod and an iThought. I am sure I will be able to do it, you get used to everything with time. I will probably no longer have my DSLR camera, but will settle for the pocket digital thing. The rheumatism in my fingers/hands/arms will be a hindrance to carrying such a heavy camera.
Who knows? Perhaps in the next ten years I will write my best seller, 50 Shades of Blog, where I tell everyone how it really was and what I was actually doing before and after I wrote my blog – that will be a sensation. The things I was never allowed to print due to censorship. Just a little secret, but do not tell anyone. I always enjoy the soft, smooth lick of a yogurt before I begin to blog, especially vanilla flavour. Oh, the sadistic delights of a blogger. As I am sitting here now at my center of operations an empty yogurt cup is posed next to the computer containing a spoon, memories of a pleasurable five minutes. I am getting carried away again.
I will probably have at least 10,000 followers in 2023, if none have gone to the happy blogging grounds in the meanwhile. I remember watching the film On the Beach where the crowds at the revival meetings were less and less as the world came to an end, being exterminated by World War Three. Ok, we do not want to paint such a sad picture, but WordPress how it is now will not be the same.
Sadly I do not think my felines will be a problem as they will probably be chasing mice in the eternal corn chambers. They are now already 11 years old (77 years human) and I have never seen a 21 year old cat, although it can happen, but that would be around 147 years is human terms.
So there we have it, Mrs. Angloswiss and Mr. Swiss soaking in memories of the good old days. Perhaps the secret of eternal life will be dscovered and we will be here to stay. I can see the new blog title already Angloswiss Rides Again, a sequel to the Angloswiss Chronicles. There will be a signature photo of myself with long silver hair and wearing a dressing gown, my feet in slippers with a bobble. Who says eternal life will make you look younger – you just cannot have everything.