I live in an age of moment. Everything so fast so slow. This moment falls into focus while others are lost, though possibly recorded for future viewing. Reliving the present past in the future present. I live in an age of moment, a moment where I sip my coffee and watch a Saturday morning cartoon. A moment when I pause to reflect on how little time I have to reflect if I choose leave the moment.

It's getting cold outside my window. If I blink a week will pass and I'll be frozen to my chair.