The Norm Classics by Michael Jantze for March 27, 2022

Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race, Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace; And glut thy self with what thy womb devours, Which is no more then what is false and vain, And meerly mortal dross; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain… - John Milton

Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

I’m getting older every second, and some days I can almost feel it happening

Keeping the freak-outs small and regular prevents major catastrophic meltdowns.

Older (They Might Be Giants): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdIRrmNN_CQ