Summer solstice passing

June 23, 2007

It’s nearly six months since I wrote my last entry. Is it possible that, as one gets older time passes more quickly? Or is it just that so much has been experienced before that repetition causes a kind of automatic response to daily life. Or put another way, the younger you are, the more new experiences, the more firsts in your life; first breath, first steps, first word, first school, first cigarette, first love, first fight, first break up, first heart break… and time seems to move at a different speed. Fast forward twenty years, then thirty, forty, fifty and on, well, the firsts start to become lasts; last school, last cigarette, last job, last steps, last breath.

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One Response to “Summer solstice passing”

  1. Nigel said

    “…Last scene of all,
    That ends this strange eventful history,
    Is second childishness, and mere oblivion,
    Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.”
    (As You Like It)

    I’m 47, you know!

    Glad to find you back from your sabbatical – well, I hope? I’d been checking Wonderland for your return regularly, as you were prominent on my “Favourites” list. However, after organising said list, you found your way into a folder called “Problems” and were promptly erased from my brain until yesterday! Please do not take this as a slight against you! As memorable as you are, I make tea with milk and hot water – no tea, mind! Should that be “no mind, mind”? I appear to be babbling now…

    Did I tell you? I’m 47, you know!

    “Mirandamuses” is now back above “Hotmail Sign-In”.

    I remain your devoted reader,

    With love, Nigel! xx

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