Another Stone

From the files of information overload in this age of instant everything off the internet. 

Life today is certainly different from what it was decades ago.

I suppose this type of reflective writing is what eventually follows after one has discovered that the clock has never stopped ticking and time has inexorably run away.

Okay, I'll admit that I've lived too much my life under that dark cloud of being afraid of what other people might think, only to discover these many years later that what other people might have thought was none of my business and in the end doesn't really matter.

I wish I'd thrown away this cumbersome stone decades sooner.

The Oddblock Station Agent