A look at Time, Nostalgia, Attachments and Grief (Dedicated to Vivian Hayden, who lived with passion, spunk and a fierce zest for life in the midst of grief. July 21, 1924 - February 20, 2017) (Written in February 2017 on a flight to Mexico City when anxiety struck) Something has been off; I feel uprooted, floating in space and grasping at something unconsciously, like an astronaut in space not knowing what my mission is. That feeling something has deeply shifted; like being exactly in the middle of B.C. à A.D. This is my attempt at understanding the undercurrent of anxiety I feel. TIME I am 35 now. I am looking at a 20 year high school reunion in two years. I feel like highschool was literally yesterday; yet I also feel like I've had 9 lives since then. I toss and turn at night at the fact that I am 35. I've always felt young, and permanently 26 in my mind and yet I think the feeling of time is now rushing into me; and causing me to lose sleep and qu...
