I find myself face to face with the aging of loved ones and yet locked in a numb state of mind, seemingly unable to comprehend the finality of life. Even those who are old want to feel better, no different than myself or the grommits.
I hear that living is in each moment and I suppose so is the end. Time seems to man-handle humanity in its constant step foward. At least no matter where I go, there I am.
I don't know if anyone can fully relate to time stopping but to experience it. Each day is another wonder land.
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