Time passages

We are still in the middle of the second wave of the Pandemic. Isolating is the norm and conversations with friends are done via phone, or by Facetime, or ZOOM. However, a vaccine is on the way, but until then, finding things to do that are interesting is becoming time-consuming, and somewhat stressful. Stores are still open, but who has any money to spend, I do not.

I thought I had digitized all my old slides, but I found about 200 more that I need to review. The thought of going back in time to decide what memories to keep and pass down and what to toss is, for some reason, weighing heavily. I am not sure why maybe I do not want to be caught in the time passages that happen when you are forced to look back and make decisions about what to keep so at this time I don't want the years go falling into the fading light, as said in one of my favourite songs written by Al Stewart:

It was late in December, the sky turned to snow

All-round the day was going down slow

Night like a river beginning to flow

I felt the beat of my mind go

Drifting into time passages

Years go falling in the fading light

Time passages

Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

Well I'm not the kind to live in the past

The years run too short and the days too fast

The things you lean on are the things that don't last

Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these

Time passages

There's something back here that you left behind

Oh time passages

Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn

Don't know why you should feel

That there's something to learn

It's just a game that you play

Well…