December 27/365 Wistful Things

Remember the long boring days, when we were children and there was


and we


and it didn’t?

I would have paid almost anything to get one of those days to spend with Duncan now. Just a wonderful long sunrise to sunset when the hour hand would barely budge, and the whole day would stretch out before us as stubborn and fixed as those Sunday afternoons long ago.

Instead, the morning hours raced by, and before lunch he was on the road.


3 thoughts on “December 27/365 Wistful Things

  1. My in-laws live in a small town where there is nothing to do. Nothing. And time crawls by even as adults. But this doesn’t seem to happen anywhere else even when I try…

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