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Mortality. Also, balloons.
Jul. 11th, 2013 01:26 pmFour recent inputs on mortality, recently:
Jay Lake hosting his own wake in a couple of weeks, and dealing with his daughter's intimations of *his* mortality in his blog this morning;
Chatting with my son Gabe on IM this morning; he's discovering he's no longer a teenager, and as a dancer this means he's starting to age by *his* professional standards;
Booking my next trip down to visit my parents, who are 80 and have been practicing dying for a decade now;
And my own personal body protesting yesterday's 42 miles of bike riding. It insists that it's still 17, and that 42 miles of shallow undulations should be a good morning's warm-up. I have suggested to it that we are now 56, and that ( a reassessment is overdue. )
Jay Lake hosting his own wake in a couple of weeks, and dealing with his daughter's intimations of *his* mortality in his blog this morning;
Chatting with my son Gabe on IM this morning; he's discovering he's no longer a teenager, and as a dancer this means he's starting to age by *his* professional standards;
Booking my next trip down to visit my parents, who are 80 and have been practicing dying for a decade now;
And my own personal body protesting yesterday's 42 miles of bike riding. It insists that it's still 17, and that 42 miles of shallow undulations should be a good morning's warm-up. I have suggested to it that we are now 56, and that ( a reassessment is overdue. )
