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Tomorrow is on my calendar as is every day next week. I have interviews, appointments, Dinners at which I'll speak. I'll make some time for family and writing, I suppose. I must buy steaks to barbecue and must purchase new  work clothes. When evening comes I'll settle back with a glass of Pinot noir. I'm a transient immortal, I'm on loan here from a star. The future is a game against ourselves we play. We plan as if we still have left forever and a day. In truth we all are transients For just this moment free. Self observing stardust poised twixt two eternities
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 7:12 AM UTC
Stardust musing
Tomorrow is on my calendar as is every day next week. I have interviews, appointments, Dinners at which I'll speak. I'll make some time for family and writing, I suppose. I must buy steaks to barbecue and must purchase new  work clothes. When evening comes I'll settle back with a glass of Pinot noir. I'm a transient immortal, I'm on loan here from a star. The future is a game against ourselves we play. We plan as if we still have left forever and a day. In truth we all are transients For just this moment free. Self observing stardust poised twixt two eternities
Carpe Diem
john-f-mccullagh
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63/M/American
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 7:12 AM UTC
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