We’re in Dog Years Now
A friend of mine said that we have entered the dog years because of the remarkable way that time is evaporating at the moment it arrives, and all the past is blurred into events both giant and infinitesimal and this could be the reason I am looking out of eyes that haven’t aged inside looking out, it’s only outside looking in reflected in the eyes of others. The mind plays tricks on us at this stage – is she dead? did I travel to India? was that me? did I have a mother and father?
Every photograph I take I look ten years younger in. Uncanny. And photographs of me when I was very young appear to have been taken yesterday.
There are moments when we are young, and a blip when we are not young or old, and then we cross over and everything else fades away.
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