Diary of a Geriatric Scarlet: November 6, 2050

The gypsy caravan I have my
eye on.

Today I spent the afternoon fantasizing about the gypsy caravan I would travel in, should I ever decide to traverse the globe in a gypsy caravan.

I had been reading obituaries in the Times, people always die too young, and my thoughts began to congeal into bigger thoughts. About travel.

In my younger years, I would not affix much importance to the journey, just the destination. But now that I'm old, I like to travel in style.

And so I took up my computing device to look into caravans because if the gypsies knew one thing, it was how to enjoy the ride.