Those tomorrow's get quicker and quicker, until all your left with are a whole bunch of yesterday's that get jumbled in your mind, that could have been last week or 20 years ago. The truest sense of getting old is finding yourself saying "it can't be breakfast again, can it?"
Posted 4 Weeks Ago
4 Weeks Ago
so very true, thanks, Lorry, appreciate the read and review and you keen sense of the passage of tim.. read moreso very true, thanks, Lorry, appreciate the read and review and you keen sense of the passage of time. -carl
I am a retired English grammar and literature teacher, married, with five grown children. I enjoy reading science fiction, fantasy, biographies, and nonfiction history and philosophy. I have a BFA in .. more..