…..and the moments came, uneventfully, one after the other, until one day she experienced a belated epiphany and realized there were only a finite number of them available to her and that she had been casually wasting far too many. She thereafter resolved to value each moment more, and to not take any moment for granted, and to not look too far beyond the moment at hand. Yet by this belated juncture—by the time she made this seminal decision…..three quarters of a life trailed behind in her pusillanimous wake and the quarter that remained was gravely hamstrung by naturally acquired, age-related physical infirmities. “GODDAMNITALL ALREADY!!!” she cursed at no one in particular. “If youth is truly wasted on the young, then wisdom is profligately wasted on naïve, self-absorbed, broken-down old nags like me!”. .…..
