Man the switch

If you hang around long enough, you get to do lots of things.
But those things are not you.
He caught a fish.
He slid down a snowy mountain.
He smacked a baseball over a green fence.
And if you hang around longer, some of those things feel like he did them for eons.
He farmed the same dirt for endless days.
Watched the same sunrise a thousand times.
Turned on a light switch over and over.
And you were amused. Blessed you.