As I get older, time is just time. It all blends together. The only thing that seems to matter to me is the weather forecast and when the sun sets.
The worst for me was outliving not one but two personal computers and my techie soul mate. I did not see all three of these happening to me. The crystal ball is cloudy, and the world is upside-down.
Then one day, some neighbors actually threw me a life preserver and I grabbed ahold. I think a lot about time and use it slowly building myself back up, lifting my head above water.
