I remember how long the summer days were when I was 12 and on summer vacation. I used to hang out with friends on the shady patio. We’d sit on the back steps and my mom would warn us that sitting on the cold cement would give us piles. But I digress.
The days have been flashing by for years. Suddenly there is time enough and variety enough to make the day seem longer – like I have the gift of more hours. And it’s true. I do have them back now.
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