Reflecting on 2024

When I was young, all of the old people I knew would complain about how quickly the years went past. Now that I am less young than I was (but then again, who isn’t?), I find myself remarking on just how dang quickly the years seem to be going past! Isn’t there a speed limit or something? Where is the gruff, underappreciated traffic cop for the annals of time when you need him? In fact, he seems…