This is how it looks where I live. Even with all the hatred and suicide bombings and catastrophes,
April still endures.
Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 71. I still can't believe I am this old.
Aren't I still this person?
1976
The years seem to have been gobbled up in a whirlwind of busyness and activity, especially all the years of the 1980's and 90's. Even the first fifteen years of the 2000's. I don't have any wisdom to impart on this observation.
I can't get down to writing in these months, sad to say. I keep falling into new addictions: Playing Solitaire, and watching/reading about "Game of Thrones" which I have very recently come to.
It's even worse than "Breaking Bad" because the story is so much more complex.
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