Tomorrow and Time

‘Would I could have held on to today just a little bit longer. I was lovin’ it.’ She looks longingly out the window. ‘Today never lasts as long as I want, tomorrow never comes quick enough, and yesterday seems so far away.’ She sighs. ‘Time. That bastard.’ In the far corner of the cafe Time looks up pointedly from her Vanity Fair magazine, coughs politely, and stares at Savannah. ‘Time,’ Savannah sighs again. ‘That bitch.’ 

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