I happened to be listening to Jim Croce’s original [Time In A Bottle] recently. It was on the occasion of the passing of a friend. Perhaps you will give me a few moments about it.
I have been having a hard time interacting with life lately. It has never felt so bewildering for me. (I’m 51 for those who would like to know — I don’t know if it matters.)
My friend had life figured out, though. She was 88 but still, in one of those years she had to have done it. I was struggling today trying to figure out how. When? She talked about “still feeling like an 18 year old” so often…
