“Oh my goodness, where did you manage to find that? So old school! And so big! So obiang…”
“Yah, I know! From work… good, at least this year we won’t have to look so hard to find Mama her old-fashioned calendar. She’ll be thrilled to bits with this.”
“She will! That is nice. … Actually, it’s kinda nice. In a funny way :)”
Sometimes I wonder if we’d live more fully awake, with our eyes more widely opened, if we still had such calendars. Where we tear a page off everyday, conscious of how each day slips by, no faster or slower than the ones before. What are we doing, really?
If another page is torn off and we have no more answers than before, does it mean the day was lived in vain? If we end the day with more questions than ever, is that necessarily bad?
Maybe the more important thing is who we ask our questions to, and who/where we seek our answers from. That, will reveal if we have wisdom.
So teach us to number our days,
That we may present to You a heart of wisdom.
– Ps 90:12