The time swooshes by like hours are mere minutes even though we somehow manage to do things we’ve never done before.
I can’t say no when I’m asked to do it. I look for every opportunity.
I’m left exhausted but glowing from our time together. A little weak, possibly famished, and ready for a nap.
When can we do this again? Whenever it is, I’m sure it’s too long from now.
The archive will just have to keep us company until then.