a moment for seriousness

Please, set aside a few hours, close the door, seat yourself, and clear your mind. Ready?

A thought occurred to me while driving this morning. And not a particularly new or original thought, I'm sure. But something that seemed profound in the bright warm winter morning sun, crossing the Ironworkers Memorial Bridge at 9 am. So John Irving, please feel free to take this idea, set it in New England, thrown in some high school wrestling and perhaps a bear, and fully explore it.

Life should not be measured in years or days or hours, but in moments and experiences. Right?

And with that, I continued driving like a maniac.