12/21/2023
The clock that ticks on the wall has become an old friend. It’s a cheap thing—something Brian had when we moved in together. But it’s been marking our shared time for over a decade and a half.
It’s not something I value in a particular way. For years, I wanted to replace it. But I never did. Because it’s here. It works. It does its job and does not do any harm. And now it is part of the peace I have found and made in this little green house.