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We ask the clock, how much time do I have left till…as if time were sand in a bag with a hole in the bottom. It is hard for us to see time as anything else.

But was it always so? As a child, I had a puzzle that showed time as a circle: four seasons that just kept going round each other. Today, we have holidays all the year “round,” telling us how to live those days: big family meals at Thanksgiving, beer and brats on the 4th. We say “What goes round comes round.”

Our bosses may look at time as how many tasks can I get done by this person for this many Dollars?

Our elders may ask, How long will this go on? Or they may say You are doing just what your father did before you.

:- Doug.

Time distorts us. Our ideas of time, the clock face, the hand or numbers ticking away—these all change our thinking in one way or another. We look at a clock to change or confirm our pace, our thinking.

:- Doug.

We of the young look for the bottom line of the old person, our managers see only their form. We of the old have gone, some of us, beyond to formless, bottomless. This can confuse those of us still young.

:- Doug.

Perhaps the line between young-old and old-old is called curiosity.

:- Doug.

Are you still curious?

:- Doug.