Tuesday, August 6, 2019
A short observation
I had a five day vacation with my wife. It was lovely, perfect really. And at the time it seemed like a long break.
But now I am back working at the library. Thunder from a nearby storm shakes the city. Life goes on. I think about lunch, cooking as it is slowly, untended on the break room stove. I am upstairs shelving the last of three carts of books, and my sense of how long this vacation was has to be revised down. Way down.
It was not long at all.
It was now the length of one beautiful cloud, drifting by on the invisible wind.