I long for the old days. I crave simplicity and yearn for the way life was before electronics invaded our lives. I miss pay phones, quiet rooms with no TVs or background noise, and watching children use their imaginations while playing with real toys. As crazy as it sounds, I love to sit in a dark room and listen intently to the sounds of silence. There is nothing I enjoy more than the things that don’t cost anything at all. Like when someone takes a walk with me, shares their heart, and listens patiently and interestedly while I pour out mine. In these moments, I’m blissfully content. I often feel that I was born more than a century too late, and I am forever searching for a bridge back in time to that place where I feel I most belong. Unfortunately, I have yet to discover a time machine, and …