The times they are a changin

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.
(Bob Dylan)

As I watch Spring begin its ascent into the Summer Sun I look around at all that has changed and all that will have changed come Fall. Friends are moving on or away, jobs have grown weary and new adventures are sure to be had. At my core I belive Nietzche was correct when he said that "What does not kill me, makes me stronger" but perhaps not more secure nor physically well off from the experience, the only true strength we gain is the knowledge that whatever we have just endured was not enough to finish the job. So as I bid adieau to the past and look warily to the future I am more or less content in the present, weakened by the ordeals of the year gone by but not entirely damaged from the wear. Tis summer and I shall rejoice for the moment, because as we know the moment is as fleeting as wealth, power and health.