Once in Four
I won’t see this day for four more years. It is the accumulation of four years of left over time. To this end, we should recognize the day by doing nothing but enjoying time. An odd sort of holiday would be nice; a hidden catalog to enjoy. And how appropriate that it arrives on the heels of February, perhaps the worst month of which only March is second. Both represent the crumbs of winter where cupboards have only the wood grain to represent and spirits are dark from daylight savings. I wish to declare this a discovered time day and I wish to do nothing but enjoy the quality of time, having time, feeling one with time and for once not it’s slave.
Happy Lear Year
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