I Hope You Understand #8/25

When I was younger, a year felt like a decade. Summers were warm and stayed warm. These days a year may pass in a day. These days the summers are just a single scene in this film. I feared once as I got older, years would pass in minutes. But on a train ride home I noticed sunlight breach through between buildings in the distance. I noticed the mother and son sitting a few feet from me. I peaked at, through a window, a bird surfing on the wind, seemingly staying in place, maybe scanning the world below. And in a blink, it all froze. I remembered my breath, and my beating heart. There are some days where I get home and collapse into my space, with my shoes still on. My eyes may shut a...View all