Anxious moment

It happens every once in a long while. And last night, in the predawn hours I got hit by it in a moment of restless half-sleep: where has the time gone? Where did my life go? Wasn't I just eighteen a moment ago? But it sure feels different now. Answers abound. Lament anything? Don't even think about it... Yes, our time here is fleeting, fleeting. But if I can just put aside cosmology for a moment, and center on how much can be experienced in a single day, all is good, even if it is dark and rainy. Nothing new here. But old stories keep getting told in new ways... (In the photo, a Basque goat.)

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