Old
The permanence of what we take for granted and living through history
I once read somewhere that ADHD could be described as a sort of time-blindness, which would explain why so many of us procrastinate on projects or lose huge swathes of time when immersed in a fit of hyperfixation. Time-blindness would certainly explain my own inability to properly gauge how long things will take — from putting on makeup to the writing of an entire novel.
Maybe this is why I’m so fascinated with old, even ancient, things. It could also be my Cancer sun, of course, but the thing that fascinates me most about old or ancient things is this sense of connectedness I have to people long dead and gone. It makes me consider the permanence of things I take for granted, and whether or not they will exist long after I and my cohort are gone. Will future generations be studying our tools and our art in an effort to reconstruct our current lives? Will some teenager in 3467 CE1 stand before our monuments and wonder what life was like …