SHORTER OF BREATH
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sinking
and racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you’re older,
shorter of breath, and one day closer to death.
Pink Floyd, “Time”
Around the age of 25, while listening to Pink Floyd’s epic album, Dark Side of the Moon, these lyrics suddenly came straight out of the speakers and hung before me as the grimmest of harbingers. Although still quite young in the scheme of things, hitting the quarter-century mark forced me to confront the fact that I was in fact aging, and that things were not going entirely according to my plan. Shorter of Breath is the exploration of my fears as I trace my emotional progression from calm confusion to structured chaos.
Shorter of Breath (Lucretia Strings)