Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Beautiful day out there.

Suddenly thought; If I live as long as my Dad, I have got 32 more Summers.

Faint combination of incredulity and panic. That doubtless strengthens as the Summers tick by.

Crossed a boundry and definitively entered the terrain of last things, then.

Counting them off, counting them down.

Trying to grasp each one fully, mindful, just in case, because you never know, you never know....

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