The illusion of time

My father would have been 102 years old today.  It’s been almost 19 years since he died.  Assuming I live as long as he did, it will be another 23 years before I get to that age.  So much happened in the world over his lifetime.  So much happened in my own life since his passing.  So much doesn’t seem so long yet, lately, so little seems like an eternity.

Longing for time to do nothing – which really means doing nothing and not thinking about all the things you should be doing – can be a huge disappointment when it actually becomes a reality.  It all depends on how you look at it.  Watching others trying to cram in every moment of fun into a long weekend before having to drag themselves back to work just seems like a sad, mad dash to stretch time.  Then again, watching the drip, drip, drip of toxic chemicals each week and trying to predict what discomfort they will bring to someone makes a few hours drag into an eternity.

What will 12 cycles of 28 days seem like a year from now, 20 years from now?  A quick blip on a grander timescale or an eternity?

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