Nov 22 2003
Seven Years. I put on a coat today that is six years and eleven months old. I have a Nephew that is five. Jonathan will be turning four in a few months. This is the third year we have been in this house. My car has been paid off for two years. Cari is one. You know, it seems like a short time really, but I can’t really remember what it was like before. I don’t think I want to remember. When I look at the whole picture, seven years isn’t that long. So many things happened before the seven years. How is it that ninty-three percent of my memory (according to a recent survey of myself) is occupied by the last seven? Makes me wonder what will happen to these seven in seven more. I figure that ninty-three will be somewhere around forty.
