Seven hours in the sun.
Seven weeks left until you come home.
Seven months of blogging as of today.
Strange how time goes by, isn't it?
I've been redundant lately. My apologies.
Yesterday as I stared out the window
I noticed the shadow
Stayed still,
Stagnant,
While everything else flew by.
Trees, insignificant signs, broken
Down cars.
Choose to slow it down
If you will
Unless you're eager to get
To where you want to be.
The scene changes
The location changes
But it is always a destination.
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