12/08/17

Still on holiday in Portugal.  Walking down to breakfast this morning I was unaccountably reminded of my view that the only constant is change.  Change is the one inevitable fact of life, everything is subject to change from second to second even if the changes are too slow to see in a whole lifetime they still happen.  Even granite erodes.  For no reason whatsoever my thoughts turned to the inevitable destruction, not only of this hotel but of the whole planet and solar system.  True: that death may be several billion years away and the human race may be long gone by the time that event occurs but it will occur.  Even though all memory of myself and my descendants will have been erased long before that event I still feel sorrow at the thought of the loss.  That may be stupid but that's what I felt on my way down to breakfast, the loss, not only of the moment and all I have known but of the planet and the whole  solar system.  Strange melancholy thoughts for a driver away from home.  See you sometime.