The Unspeakable Horror of Time Moving Inexorably Forward in the Way It’s Supposed To, When Things are Going Relatively Well

<p>So here&rsquo;s the thing. I have it in my head that everything I bother to post on this site has to be a Big Statement that has to mean Something Significant (either that, or a Twitter-ready wisecrack; THERE.IS.NO.MEDIUM.GROUND). So I suppose this is one of those.</p> <p>Lately I&rsquo;ve been ruminating even more than usual on the passage of time and its effects on our personal realities. It&rsquo;s inevitable. It&rsquo;s impossible to stop the world just because you want to get off. Cue&nbsp;<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XDfvpa9xsm8" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">Bob Goulet</a>&nbsp;and one of my favorite songs to goof on with a bombastic Italian accent:</p> <p><a href="https://pogoer512.medium.com/the-unspeakable-horror-of-time-moving-inexorably-forward-in-the-way-its-supposed-to-when-things-c80cade09ee8"><strong>Read More</strong></a></p>