“Summertime and the living is easy.”
Or is it? So much to do, so little …
I’ve been thinking a lot about time lately: there’s never enough of it; it flies by too quickly; it drags interminably; the present moment is precious – but almost impossible to savor fully before it dissolves and slips into the past.
It’s like time – or at least our sense of it – is elastic. We’ve all experienced this,…
