Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Time flies (whatever you're doing)
I think if one is fortunate enough to live a long life, there are clearly stages somewhat defined by age. The middle age years do bring about reflection and angst for many. The 50's seem to be a time of moving to comfort with oneself (hopefully) and I am now in my 60's and in many ways I do feel at one with my place on the turning orb of Earth.
Now if only I had more time to read, gaze at the mountains, stroll the abandoned track bed, coffee with friends regularly, rant like a madman on certain issues, travel the globe with Anna and more...that would be nice.