Living In The Past

I've just been listening to a couple of things available on youtube - a bit of Roy Harper and CSNY - and it was quite extraordinary how they invoked memories of two particular years, 1970 and 1978. I can well understand the temptation to take off and re-locate to an earlier, safer time - safer because the outcomes are, well, out. But the present is breathing down my neck, a bit uncomfortably so at this time. And I, like many another, have promises to keep. And the present is always, thankfully, redolent with promise, even the sort sadly not kept.