Christmas Eve 2020

How many Christmas Eve’s have passed? New Years heralded in? Birthdays, Anniversaries, celebrations. Calendar pages flipped. Carelessly. As if time did not matter. Is not relevant. “Time is like a toilet paper roll” she told me “The closer you get to the end the quicker it goes.”

Absently nodding in agreement, my thoughts doubtful. What does that mean?

I had no idea. Then. Today, comprehension floods in. A decade has passed. The roll unwound. 2020 arrived with promise of Perfect Vision, and is departing in a blinding flash of insights. Time, has slowed. Stay home. Cease travel. Unwind.