“Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.” I’m reminded of that 1971 David Bowie song — the title, at least; not that I ever got the lyrics at age 17 when it first came out or 39 years later. Something about “time may change me, but I can’t trace time.”
Certainly time changes people, but what is this notion about not being able to “trace time”? Is it that you can’t change what has been; you can’t relive the moment? That time’s not a do-over?