Time…is moving…very…slowly.
How slow is it moving? I look up at the clock and realize…that it has been almost exactly a week since she died. A week and three hours.
I’m awake in Tel Aviv, watching the clock crawl past 2:30am. Crrrrawl.
Time…is moving…very…slowly.
How slow is it moving? I look up at the clock and realize…that it has been almost exactly a week since she died. A week and three hours.
I’m awake in Tel Aviv, watching the clock crawl past 2:30am. Crrrrawl.
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3 Comments
March 30, 2007 at 4:58 pm
Just found your blog and am sorry that we meet at such a sad time for you. Just wanted to say that I enjoyed reading your pieces.
March 31, 2007 at 10:08 pm
I’ve been lurking on your blog for a month or so. My heart goes out to you.
April 3, 2007 at 4:05 am
thank you for your good wishes
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