We all stand on a peak whose height is determined by our experiences. Some stand on mighty mountains while others view the world from a lesser altitude.
It struck me the other day with this thought, that the time that we dwell in the past is inversely proportional to the expectations of future experiences. Is this why time seems to go faster as we get older - perhaps.
What has this got to do with coffee - well nothing really, only in that I was sipping a rather fine Mexican Liquid Amber infusion revelling in the snug duvet of contentment wanting one more minute of present, knowing that the imminent future was going to be ever so slightly less bright.

