I took this pic several years ago somewhere in the mountains. It was an old truck at a recycled house parts place. Neat place, neat truck.
Things in the rearview look remarkably different from what they looked like coming at you head-on.
You have time to reflect, no pun intended, and you see things and people for what they are.
Life changes and so will you. And the changes keep coming faster and faster.
Somehow you get slower and get an almost outside view of what’s going on; if you pay attention.
Time almost seems to stand still.
One of the benefits of age, I suppose.
Where did that come from? Weird.
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