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Annabel has a little bit of a cold. She is very congested and is having trouble breathing. She is making some serious snoring noises at night. It started me thinking about how babies perceive things. Now probably, babies don't perceive any thing at all. They are just blobs of flesh. But in my imagination, I assign them (her) all sorts of thoughts.
I wonder if she is concerned that this is the way her nose is supposed to work now. I mean, does she think that her nose is supposed to be filled with schnotz and boogers all the time? She doesn't know that it is just a cold and that it will clear up in a few days. And then I start to think about what else she's had to deal with and how she deals with it. Coming from the womb, she's already had to get used to the fact that the sun enters her world for a number of hours everyday. What the hell was that like? She was all nice and snug in her mommy's uterus for months and once she came out, she has to deal with this stupid ball of flame in the sky every day. She gets a really pissed face when the sun hits her face now.
I think human nature tends to dwell only in the present. When you are a kid, you can't process time very well at all. Remember how long it took for Christmas to come? How once you saw Santa at the end of the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade, you thought that Christmas was right around the corner? And then time. just. stopped. Of course, Christmas lives in a different time zone when you're older. Once Thanksgiving comes now, you know you only have a few second to get all your shopping, cooking and decorating done before Christmas Eve comes crashing down on you at the speed of light.
Remember how bad your skin was as a teen? And you thought it would never clear up? How you couldn't wait to get out of high school and be an adult? HA. Now you look back at that and can barely remember anyhting about high school and the painful anquish of waiting you lived with everyday.
As you get older, you ability to process time quickens rapidly. You just don't have enought time for anything anymore. The exception to this is when you are really old. Then you are sitting in the old age home, eating the dog food, wondering "when will this ever end?"
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