Because nothing has happened yet. Except the following:
Death
Heartache
Debt
Loneliness
Crushing depression
Weight gain
Diminishment

I’m still here. The upgrades are coming in next week. The dog is needing his shots. The kids are asking new questions.
A new kind of cookie palace just opened around the corner.
That mole is benign. Looking even farther outward, any peanut gallery has dissolved into immutable specks of roving light. You can catch this light in the park. And the park happens all the time. It trumps what has happened.
It brings up the past and knows no bounds except for what govermentment has given it. And over the park…oh, wow, over the park, you see what gave the park, the park. The sky. It turned over and spilled the park and you everything that has happened.