Friendships take a lot of work. Double that now that Town’s an hour away, and most people I know with it.
An hour in the car after time with friends isn’t really the cool down it could be. And being away means, well, being away. An evening there is an evening not here.
I feel like I have less time all the time. Not because It’s being spent, but the days feel shorter, even as they grow longer.
The maintenance of a partner, of the dogs, the chickens, the garden, the wood shop, the baby not yet born, the business, the projects, the novel. There’s an hour to each day, it feels like. An hour at most.
Isn’t that just more than you could take on a hot day?
An hour in the car after time with friends isn’t really the cool down it could be. And being away means, well, being away. An evening there is an evening not here.
I feel like I have less time all the time. Not because It’s being spent, but the days feel shorter, even as they grow longer.
The maintenance of a partner, of the dogs, the chickens, the garden, the wood shop, the baby not yet born, the business, the projects, the novel. There’s an hour to each day, it feels like. An hour at most.
Isn’t that just more than you could take on a hot day?
I heard that in a Stephen King novel and I really quite like it. All that business of adulthood really is just about more than I can take on a hot day. Summer feels like it’s here, it was too hot for my leather jacket today, so I guess we’ll see. About hot days and how many friends I’ve got left by October.
Maybe I oughta stop press ganging em’ into moving rocks.