“We are always getting away from the present moment. Our mental existences, which are immaterial and have no dimensions, are passing along the Time-Dimension with a uniform velocity from the cradle to the grave.” – H.G. Wells
It’s odd how our body clocks and calendars work. I self-isolated starting March 9 and Friday was my first official day removed from quarantine, so I ventured out to enjoy dinner with friends at a restaurant in Mequon, WI. To me, and I don’t know if anybody else has felt something similar, it seemed like the calendar stopped when I sequestered myself.