now and then a new startling reality creeps in, now and then it whacks me right on the nose. I was just mentally drifting the other day, and said to myself, well, I do have hopes for reaching 80, at least...and suddenly I realized that 80 for me is only 17 years from now.
In dog years, not long at all.
In older lady years, barely a blink.
and every year spins around faster than the previous one. Lookit this, it's nearly the middle of February already.