In Flight

My friend Steve posted about his 18th wedding anniversary.

It feels like just a few years ago that I flew back from Australia to attend the reception, then Turbo bought Henry the 1990 Ford Taurus down in Torrance and we started the long drive to Manhattan.

And I can't believe how close we are to another ten years since my last round-the-world trip. The difference between 2001 and 2011 felt massive. The difference between 2011 and 2021 seems minor.

The passage of time is alarming and terrifying. Awareness that life is short does not change how I approach every day. I wish it did, but we all still have to function and get shit done, even if we're aware of our aging brains and bodies.