The fives have it. Your moment of zen came this morning at 05:05:05 a.m. At that particular instant, the computer clock read 05/05/05 05:05:05. You won't be seeing that again. Sure, there's another 5:05:05 this afternoon, but that's really 17:05:05, which lacks the purity of this morning's special moment.
Only a year, a month and a day until 06/06/06.
Something else you don't see every day: This morning, there were a pair of swans being sent by express mail to a lady in Naples. They were in two large cardboard shipping cartons. We speculated about whether they were going to some condo association's lake or whether it was some wealthy lady wanting swans for the grounds of her mansion (lots of mansions in Naples). Either way, I hope the lady doesn't have some romanticized image of swans, because she may be in for more than she expects. I understand that they are very aggressive birds.