Saturday, February 10, 2018

Time.



This is my Dad.  

He's not so young anymore.  
But neither am I.

He doesn't get around like he used to. 
But neither do I.

He falls asleep sitting in his chair in the middle of the day.  But so do I.

He thinks time is moving too slow. But also too fast.  
And so do I.




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