Or….meditations while flossing my teeth.
I have been a faithful floss-er for about 30 years, ever since Aunt Ruth, a dentist’s wife, took me and the children aside and taught us all the proper way to floss, with her inimitable projected image of authority. So, every night as I pull out my length of dental loss, it seems like it has been only minutes since the last time I did it. And even more strange, it seems like a shorter time every night. Now what I am wondering is, could that sensation come because it really is a shorter time, in relation to the time I have lived on the earth?