Hope you are all well, and 2016 has been treating you well =D
An unverified person (supposedly Twain) once said:
“When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years.”
This has definitely proven true now that I’m in my early thirties. All those kernels of wisdom your parents bestowed in your early years, yet you brushed them off as the nonsense a non-fun-loving adult would spout to stop a kid having fun. The now-uncountable number of times I’ve used their words on my two young ones is just scary. Funny how ensuring their safety makes you a killjoy…
The other phrase that both parents said so often?
“Where does the time go?”
When your daily routine is so well-rehearsed, the days blend together in your memory, and it seems times flies by faster and faster. It seems to be the destiny of the ‘adult family person’, a seemingly endless loop that eventually blends into a unmemorable stretch.
Until something memorable breaks up the monotony.
It only took 2.5 months, but the writers block lifted for a brief moment. 885 words may not be much, especially considering my earlier days where I churned out most of ‘On Venusian Cloud Colony #9’ and ‘Sayeh and Zia’ concurrently, but it is epic after such a long period of silence from authorly motivation.
Here’s hoping it visits again soon, in between the work and the family time and the sport and all the other things life constantly throws at us =)