slowly
inching
on
they move imperceptibly, but quicker than you think
hours that pass without notice, days without pause
without seeing another human being
but you sit, gently
wrapped in blankets
perched on the couch like a bird
or stretched out like a cat
or just draped like fabric left out to dry and forgotten
have they forgotten? you are still alive
breathing
ever
so
slightly
on a day like molasses
no commitments or schedule
just relax
vacation time moves with molasses days
mornings that do not end until after one
nights that do not end then either
slowly
inching
past
but they're gone before you know it
before you can blink, they're gone, the hours passing faster than the eye can track the clock's hands blur, whirling at a speed you didn't know it had but every time you look at it....
....it freezes
molasses mornings
and vacation
PAD Day 20
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