April 14th, 2004

Flute

What year is this?

This afternoon I was faced with the first piece of hard evidence that senility is beginning to creep in: I literally could not remember whether this was 2003 or 2004. I was sorting through my folder of notes for my personality class to weed out papers I didn't really need when I found a syllabus with the date Spring 2003. At first I thought it was an extra copy of my current syllabus that had wandered into my notes folder and was prepared to put it on my pile of extra syllabuses. Then I stopped and wondered: Is this 2003 or 2004? I had no clue! Stranger yet, I was fascinated by the experience! I knew that if I took a few seconds to reason it out, I could figure out which year it was. But I preferred to point my mouse cursor at the time indicator in my window so the date would pop up. And it did, informing me that this was April 14, 2004.

Transcending time has always been a goal of mine. I hate being constrained by time (and space). The most I have done in the past is to refuse to wear a watch for a couple of weeks or so to help me remain oblivious to the time. But today is a major breakthrough, not knowing what year it is! Obliviousness through senility is not exactly the way I would prefer to escape the constraints of time, but it will have to do until I figure out a better way. (Or die, which is an effective way to escape time but still not what I have in mind...)
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