Good morning. 🌍🕑🌺
14 March 2026
Oh, gee — it’s Saturday. Once upon a time, Saturday meant something. Back then I spent too many Saturday mornings sleeping in because I’d stayed up until the wee hours doing what passed for fun. 🍺 Saturdays often came with the familiar thought: let’s not do that again. 😩
I probably didn’t waste any more time then than I do now — the difference is that these days I waste it with a clear head. Even so, I still managed to get more done in those years. I bounced back fast and had energy to spare. Now it feels like time itself is shrinking. There’s less of it in each day.
It’s not because the Earth is spinning faster or whipping around the Sun like it’s trying to set a new record. That’s not actually happening — though science does show that some days are a hair shorter than others, but only by milliseconds. The real culprit is perception. There are so many things I want to do in a day, and some of those things involve simply sitting still and watching the world turn.
Me and Charlie on the porch, watching the wind move through the trees, birds cutting across the yard, the occasional car rolling past the house. Feeling the cool air settle around us. I could be doing something productive, but eh … what’s the worst that can happen.
I suppose I should have reached a point by now, other than this: the days, weeks, and months seem to slip by faster than they used to.
“Time moves in one direction, memory in another.” — William Gibson
“It’s not that we have little time, but more that we waste a good deal of it.” — Seneca
“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” — Albert Einstein
“You don’t stop laughing when you grow old, you grow old when you stop laughing.” — George Bernard Shaw
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