Fifty.
I am fifty.
I went from zero to one
and from one to one zero
From many ones and twos and more
all the way to five o.
Life is amazing that way.
Soon I'll go from five zero to five one
and some day to six zero, and so on.
But right now I'm just fifty.
Two digits.
I might only have two for the rest of my life.
Unless I get really old and reach one zero zero.
That would be amazing.
No human has ever reached two zero zero.
At least, not that we know of.
Not a person for sure.
Perhaps some animals did
but they don't count.
They don't count their own years
like people do.
From zero to one, and so on.
I have wondered why people count their years
and why it so important to see our time.
To know what time it is in our lives
means to know how much is left.
In theory
because anything can happen.
Time is only as long as we made it.
If in some other dimension time is much shorter than in our dimension
and I were to go to that dimension
I would already be incredibly old.
I could almost live forever.
But when I would return from a lifetime in that dimension
only a few days may have have passed in ours.
Time really doesn't make a whole lot of sense
when you really think about it.
It's just there to remind us that we are here
just not for long.
We are temporary
but time is endless
It has no beginning
nor an end.
I've only been here for fifty years
but it feels like forever.