My friend Michael sent me this today in an email:
This year we have or are going to experience four unusual dates:
1/1/11, 1/11/11, 11/1/11, 11/11/11 and that’s not all…
Take the last two digits of the year in which you were born and add the age you will be this year. The results will be 111 for everyone in whole world.
Now, I’m not much for such numerology, seeing as we all survived the Apocalypse today (see yesterday’s post), but I did recall a succinct and powerful Robert Creely poem, “One Day”:
One day after another–
They all fit.