Reality even on a sunny day

by Regis Boff

Contrary to the prevailing belief that there is a “now,” I understood for the first time last night that only “then” exists. It befell me while watching a 1969 Simon and Garfunkel video.
My blog friends must now juggle the ambiguous reality of an absent present.
I assume that anyone who reads what I write, with any routine, is barely tethered to reality even on a sunny day.
So this refitting will be pretty easy.