The hour of sleep from 10pm to 11pm v the hour from 5am to 6am.
We have gears & atomic vibrations to pinpoint the duration of those 60 minutes. They are exactly the same length of time.
One day (tomorrow for example) v the past 35,328 days.
That's 96 years, 8 months, 19 days that my dad has been on this earth. And tomorrow is one more that he will probably still be here.
Ticking by. The hours we spend & waste. The days we try to notice & use wisely, but may regret & second guess.
The vast past.
And yes, it is "about time" that I post again. Two months. Oy. I have done things. Sewing things. Reading things. Hitting things with sticks. Singing, crying, laughing. Wrestling the puppy & hiding in my room.
This day, I will do what I can. I will work, share love, & try not to spatter crazy on anyone.
I will savor each moment - except the ones that I don't - & I will strive to not wig out about it either way.