Sometimes It's All Uphill.

Wasted hours can turn into wasted days can turn into wasted months can turn into...

You get it.

I do too. But neither of us really gets it, since we still waste time, effort and thought without taking too much notice - it seems. Right?

If I get old, will I notice it happening?

I know some people think it should say "When" instead of "If", but we never have that guarantee, do we? And then again, some of us never really believe that even if we're around for a long time that we'll have to age eventually. It's normal, it's human, but it is a normal, human failing. A failure to realize that we all share the same basic patterns, even if we are born on opposite sides of the planet.

I'm not saying we'll turn out like clones, or that we'd turn out like we have even if we did something else with our time, but... we are all suspended here in time and borrowing it until our "space" ship (the form in which we navigate 3D space) finally expires. That time (for almost all of us) is guaranteed to come, and if we spend any time here at all, we will all age accordingly.

Looking at my hands (I mean really looking for the first time in ten years or so) I find them ten years older. Ten years more wrinkled. Ten years more experienced. And, if I've been fortunate - maybe even ten years better.

I dunno. I don't think it's abnormal to catch ourselves looking at ourselves now and then. It's just that like keeps happening at the same furious pace and it seems shorter and shorter as more of our life piles up behind us. While this is all happening, we were caught looking at something else. Sort of like not locking the toilet stall in a public washroom, and only realizing it when we've been caught pulling up our pants while our mouths gape open, not knowing what to do, think or say. The only neat thing about that possibility is that it's probably exactly the same for the other person. And that both of us will likely never look at a toilet stall in the same way again.

What are your thoughts on the matter?