When you look at life like that, which I have been doing now, now that I'm on the north of 60 years old, Mark, I've been looking at life a lot differently.

You know, most of us, we, you know, we walk around with this quiet, like, unquestioned assumption.

There's plenty of time, right?

But because in my own life, time feels like a little elastic or like at least previously

it did more.

It seems like a little stretchable, a little replaceable, like, well, I can't do it this year.

I'll do it next year.

But it's not.

It's like silently disappearing, silently eclipsing, right?

The window is silently closing and you don't notice it.

And the strange thing is we're not reckless with time in some dramatic way or an obvious way.

We're reckless with it in a way again.

It's like unassuming, right?

We don't decide I'm going to waste my life.

Even the most thoughtful and intelligent person it's more

subtle it's a drift you know we postpone we go down a scroll a troll scroll hole you know we worry

we get lost in minor irritations little dramas endless mental loops I get moody, right?

Whole days vanish without ever becoming consciously lived.

And so even if I got, like I was a little moody yesterday.

I got a little moody.

Pranapria said something.

I guess Pranapria said something.

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