Killing Time

[Zatamon]

Ever since my wife passed away, my life has become a crusade to murder time. Time is now my enemy and I ruthlessly murder it every day, any which way I can. When I wake up in the morning, I spend an hour in bed, coming up with more and more creative schemes to kill the bastard. It has a lifespan of 18 hours on that day (I can't sleep more than six) and I have to find a way to delete as many hours I can from my life. I don't want to let them pile on me, I want it to be already midnight when I can fall asleep. I know it is deliberate, premeditated murder and I don't care. I am curious to know if anyone here ever thought of time as an enemy?

 

[Louanne Learning]

If I recall correctly, your wife hasn't been gone that long. Your mourning is fresh. You haven't found your "new normal" yet. Give yourself time to grieve, and when you are ready to take on new experiences, and adopt a new schedule, you will know.

I am a retired teacher, and a widow, with a lot of time on my hands. This gives me a lot of time for writing! Other things I like to do is spend time with the young people in my family, and I am a regular swimmer.

 

[Zatamon]

Thank you, Louanne.