Toe in the Water

The Present

The Present

I wonder if any of us actually lives in the present. We speak of it as though it were a comfortable place with extensive grounds, a place that has more to do with today than anything else. But the present is really an infinitesimally small slice of time sandwiched uncomfortably between the rolling and receding hills of the past and the dark mystery of the future. It’s hard to see how any creature made with memory and dreams could exist only in the present.

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