Holy Crap, it's Friday! I can not believe how fast time is flying by... or maybe I've just had too much caffeine this morning. Nah, that can't be it. I'm one of those rare souls who can drink a pot of coffee and then go to bed. Blame the Navy. There were times cruising around the Gulf of Tonkin where our shifts were 6 and 6: 6 hours on and 6 hours off. That's the definition of rotation hell. Most likely it is nothing more then a side effect of the aging process. And though it may seem to be flying past at breakneck speeds, this is not to say passing hours are always enjoyable. Yesterday, for example, was slow and every minute seemed like a freaking eternity. To be honest, I think those who desperately are seeking to spend an eternity in an afterlife are crazier then hell. For them, conceiving the length of eternity is beyond their feeble little brains. For them, the same is true about the universe. You say universe to them and you can tell simply by looking in their eyes that their personal universe has a perimeter about 217 and a half feet (66.29 M) away from their confused consciousness. See, I told you it wasn't the coffee.
|The size of the universe is too much for some to bear|
Next Saturday, some of my Navy friends are having a Zoom meeting and I plan to participate. I have not seen any of them in 48 years. This should be interesting. I'm thinking about recording it and then sending them copies. Thanks to the Pandemic, Zoom has changed our lives in so many ways. This is a future no one quite predicted.