Where ya going?

I had no idea this was a Dave Mathews song. This ain't what that is about.

The older I get, please close your ears, the more this (someone, anyone, asking) upsets me.

I know some ask without an ounce of 'busybody' within them, moreso out of concern, conversation. One golfing buddy always asks as I raise from my chair.. . And my answer is always the same... "Crazy.... I'm going crazy."  (In reality, ain't we all?")

I didn't know Harriet Oleson (Little House on the Prairie), Ralph Furley (Three's Company), Gladys Kravitz (Bewitched, perhaps the busiest busybody ever) they all had 'the need to know' every which way, when, where of everyone in their lives. Why?

When i usedta be at work and that would happen ('Where ya going?'), I'd take a deep, Welbutrin breath, and, as calmly as I could, reply "Any gosh darn where I want."

Ain't we, age 70-whatever, earned that right?  Victor,  maybe they're just wanting to know in case they need to call in a Silver Alert?  Bite me.

Children. I love my son. We live together, not by his choice, nor mine. 217 times per day he asks "Where ya going?"  

Hey Doc, do they make them Welbutrins chewable? Mint flavored?

Eh, one day we're prolly all gonna be microchipped anyways....  that, or, some day we'll walk in a room, try to remember why, then AI will remind us why.

Borrowing from Carol, "“I’m so glad we had this time together, just to have a laugh or sing a song. Seems we just get started and before you know it, comes the time we have to say so long."

Victurd?

Yes?

Where ya going?

Crazy, I'm going crazy.

By Henry Gibson, RP McMurphy, Chief, Gladys and Karen's everywhere,

Love, Victurd