Well, several tides really. The passage of time has its inexorable effect. “Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;”.
The veneer on bathroom cupboards starts to crack, patio grouting starts to crumble, cars rattle and creak. And yes, bodies ain’t what they used to be either.
But I like things looking aged. The shiny and new looks superficial compared to something that’s been around for a bit. Especially people.
So how much of a fight should we put up? Should we constantly strive to hold back the tide of time, or is there merit in letting things grow old gracefully, including ourselves?