My father gave me his father's gold pocket watch when I left home in late 1973 and it was stolen a couple of years later in a house break-in. He was clearly disappointed when I told him later and I was upset by its loss when it happened but there's was nothing to be done except to accept its loss.
Last night I dreamt that a watch of mine had broken when I dropped it. In appearance, it was some weird composite of a smartphone, wristwatch and pocket watch and I remember trying to get it fixed. There was no resolution of the problem. However, I was quite soon after this splashing about in a pool and diving underwater.
Upon awakening, I associated this with the amniotic fluid of the womb and the broken chronometer, reminiscent of my grandfather's fob watch, was a sign that my time was up. Admittedly the night before, I had been contemplating my mortality as I lay in bed trying unsuccessfully to sleep.
With my birthday a little over two weeks away, I seem to be somewhat preoccupied with my mortality as if turning 75 is somehow more significant than other birthdays. Meher Baba died 25 days short of his 75th birthday and I'm now past that point with about 19 days remaining.
Daniel Norgren's song "Everything You Know Melts Away Like Snow" playing on my phone as I write this. I play this song quite often on my guitar.
Everything you know
Everything you know
Melts away like snow
Melts away like snow (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Everyone you love
Everyone you love
Grass will grow above
Grass will grow above (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Cold black starry night
Cold black starry night
Makes my day look bright
Makes my day look bright (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Never comes the day
Never comes the day
That keeps the night away
Keeps the night away (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
New green grass will grow
New green grass will grow
Folks will come and go
Folks will come and go (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
Speaking of music, the title of this post is also that of a old song that goes like this:
So the old man lived ninety years in this song. Will I last that long?
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