April 20, 2024


1 min read

Ten years ago, I would have stood at the bottom of your stairs and waited til you got to your door, hoping that before you stepped inside, you would pause a bit to turn around and give me a quick smile. Or do that cute little wave you do. Or both.  And it would have made my week if you did.

But today I walked away, guitar in hand, and thought, “Geez, what time is it?”

As I got into my car, I let out a little sigh and feeling of loss came over me.

Ah, the passage of time can be a bitch.

Edit: Lawdy lawd.  For a self-professed clown, I can be really effin emo sometimes.

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