back again

In socal. Twice in a week; that's a record. Technology is amazing. I drove last time and it took six hours, but flew this time around and it took one. One-sixth the time! Fabulous! I'm torn between the modern and the strange sense of age I've always had within me. I've always been told that I seem older than I actually am. Nevermind that I have an affinity for old lady sweaters and beautiful things made before my time. I thought about the transition between records to eight-tracks to cassettes to cds and now to digital music, something intangible but there for you to listen to when you press a pretty button. What lies for the future? I imagine a music procession emerging out of thin air.