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FAX · 05-09-2008, 12:09 PM

Maybe it's the weather. Certainly, an overcast sky and a constant, cool drizzle tends to keep your eyes focused down rather than upward. Or, maybe it's the hospital stay. A not-so-subtle acknowledgement that demon age has my number.

Whatever it is, I find my mind wandering back into the past ... thinking mainly of relationships gone by and those forks in the road where the choices I made then are like exponents in an equation that resulted in this life ... here ... now. An algorithm where "x" could have been anything and I filled in the blanks like an experiment - hoping, I suppose, that the formula would all make sense in the end.

I'm reminded how people say that time is relentless. That much is surely obvious. But, it's far more severe and strange than that. From our first moment, we step blindly into the vast, roiling river of time. It takes us forward with it ... tumbling and struggling and gasping for breath. But parts of us are left behind along the way. Like imprints on the shore. Places we camped. People we knew. Today, for some reason, time is tugging at those "left behind" parts as well. Like a powerful tide that hasn't yet captured its due. As if it's seeking a bitter agreement from me ... an admission that I was ever and always helpless in the unyielding pull. Anybody else ever feel like that?

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05-09-2008, 12:09 PM	Topic Starter
FAX testing ... 1, 2, 3 Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: Tennessee Casino cash: $6753759	Feeling Nostalgic Today Maybe it's the weather. Certainly, an overcast sky and a constant, cool drizzle tends to keep your eyes focused down rather than upward. Or, maybe it's the hospital stay. A not-so-subtle acknowledgement that demon age has my number. Whatever it is, I find my mind wandering back into the past ... thinking mainly of relationships gone by and those forks in the road where the choices I made then are like exponents in an equation that resulted in this life ... here ... now. An algorithm where "x" could have been anything and I filled in the blanks like an experiment - hoping, I suppose, that the formula would all make sense in the end. I'm reminded how people say that time is relentless. That much is surely obvious. But, it's far more severe and strange than that. From our first moment, we step blindly into the vast, roiling river of time. It takes us forward with it ... tumbling and struggling and gasping for breath. But parts of us are left behind along the way. Like imprints on the shore. Places we camped. People we knew. Today, for some reason, time is tugging at those "left behind" parts as well. Like a powerful tide that hasn't yet captured its due. As if it's seeking a bitter agreement from me ... an admission that I was ever and always helpless in the unyielding pull. Anybody else ever feel like that? FAX Disclaimers: Sorry if re-post.
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