Time


Something happened between here and there.

Time.

But where does time begin and where does it end?

I taped photographs to my wall, a collage of loved ones. The ones that my heart has been reminding me of at nights. They are now there, in my living room. Photographs of moments and time gone by.

I will point to them and say, that was me...
Then.

My curiosity is peaked for this upcoming weekend. A stranger.
A stranger I am to welcome into my home, I am to play tour guide for.
A stranger I know nothing about. But let her come, I have opened my arms.

How curious the way life channels and flows sometimes. The constant bending of the river.

Silence.

This side of the world is silent.

The election results came in, jaws dropped. Still no word if they have been picked up or not. No one dares to comment.

We just brace ourselves instead.

One day we will start this story with, this is how we destroyed the world.

One day.

In time.