Dates seem to be playing a larger role in my life than at any time in the past. The past is something that I spend far too much time thinking about as well. Perhaps this is a symptom of my advancing age or more likely I have allowed myself to settle into the boredom of ordinary life.

Either way the next few months seem to represent a number of milestones:

• this month I have been married for 12 years
• this month marks my 10th year of living in Taiwan (9 of it in Hsinchu)
• next month my daughter turns 5
• the month after that marks 19 years that I have been with my wife (we lived in sin for 7 years)

Writing it down makes it seem less auspicious. I'm not convinced that having spent 10 years on this rock is something to be proud of. It feels like an endurance test more than anything.

The title comes from Steve Miller's Fly Like an Eagle (songza) which for some reason started playing in my head when I was jotting this down. Perhaps Daniel Levitin's book has an answer as to why.

Categorized: Life

Tagged: Steve Miller, Time