Tue Feb 3 7:32 AM and 2026 just keeps getting deeper and deeper into itself, Time, which is always the present moment, moving inexorably toward its future.  "Inexorably," a good word, I looked it up, it means "in a way that is impossible to stop or prevent," which we all knew, but how often does someone stop to define a word? Well, come to think of it, once a day, eh?, for those of us who receive Anu Garg's a-word-a-day in our email.  So, my life, which to me is always present here and now, stays in the same place, the present; but Earth moves inexorably round the Sun, giving us a way to count Time, adding numbers to our past, making mine consist of, so far, 91 Thanksgivings, 91 Christmases, 91 New Years Days, 91 Januarys, and now working into my 91st February: ninety-one of everything on the calendar will be complete on my next birthday. So, what do I do to help Time include me a bit longer? Well (there's that ubiquitous well again), I actively acknowledge ...