To some, the title of this post may seem an odd statement from a septuagenarian. Certainly Mick Jagger was nowhere near that age when he sang those song lyrics in 1964. Yet time is merely a construct of the imagination that can be perceived in many ways. I think how one views time will be consistent with how one views most abstract concepts. Being a “glass-half-full” kind of gal, I look for the bright side of things.