9:31 a.m., January 1, 2025.
The beginning of a new year with a very round number.
New Year, Old Year.
Round and round we go.
Someone has noted, among many other things, that this will be the centenery of that slim little novel that seemed to its author to have been a failure soon after it was published. F. Scott Fitzgerald is said to have died believing so –and he died suddenly, and young (age 44.)
Whatever it is, The Great Gatsby is a story with a memorable last line:
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Yes. So we beat on.