Looking back. Now-a-days I find myself looking back
Almost as much as my being in the now
Or looking toward the future.
I don’t know if this is a sign that I have grown old
Or that I have too much time on my hands.
Looking back across my many memories
I am reminded that they are tinted by my own experience
And the other people involved
Also have their own unique view of what happened.
Reality is like that
One Experience
But a billion views-
Who could have Imagined such a grand dance?
-SB
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