Whales change their song every year. So do I. We all do. We search the expanses for the cosmic rhythm that makes us alive while we are still just that, alive. We are aware of the inevitable. We will one day lose those we are closest to and who keep our hearts pounding,  Those who keep us happy and alive. I haven't been so aware of mortality since I was a teenager. I'm older, I'm more decrepit and I feel a pressure that's been building.
I've never been happier. Growing older is beautiful, the greatest of blessings. I am collecting rather than rejecting. Children, teens, it may be awful now but it gets better. You begin to realize who you are and that others have little say in who you choose to be. They may also have profound influence. Be aware of the consequences of what you choose to do. In the words of Maurice Sendak.."Live your life, live your life, live your life."
Amen. We only have this one.

This Life

I work a whole lot. I'd work more if more work was available. I am a server. Everyone tells me that I can do more with my life, I am happy and complacent. I get to meet so many people in my line of work. I don't make much money but I gain wealth.
Tell me your story. Now it's part of mine.
Smile at me, the day became brighter.
I used to swim. I remember touching my fingers and toes to the starting line, waiting for the gunshot to extend and delve and surface again.
I am now waiting. I am gathering. I am listening. When I hear that gunshot, you will have so many stories to hear. I will tell them to you the best I can.