Perhaps later
Woke up at 5:05 am today.
I had got my body downstairs and was putting on my running shoes on by 5:15 am (I like to run in these early pre-dawn hours.)
After I had my shoes on, I moved to the door, and I felt my body
Time
Between Generations.
From the post Best Days on Jack Cheng’s blog, where he is writing g about becoming a parent.
[I realized] that I am now in between generations. My sense of time is eroding beneath my feet. The scope of my life feels, suddenly, both broader and narrower than before.
Some thoughts on how people orient in the present quotidian
Earlier today, I was thinking about how people have a sort of "home base" in time.
💡A working definition of home base in time: – A time period that a person lives through that establishes (for better or for worse) the working model of what is "normal."