The odd thing about being this old, is I have always been as old as I am in the current moment. Yesterday I was as old as I had ever been, and when I was ten the same was true. Life’s experiences were measured in a full life, because it was that it total, at the time, as it is now.

At some point, however, unless you are certain death is imminent, you have to learn to look at now as a past that will occur in a matter of seconds, then days, then years.

What you once thought is gone, and this has happened so many times you cannot remember all the thoughts that evolved, or failed. Or simply vanished.

Yet here you are today, certain you are right again.