Where have our lives gone?

Sometimes it’s the half-asleep conversations that nail the subject right on the old nosey.

Him: “I’m going to be 63 in a few weeks.”

Her: “I know. Where have our lives gone?”

Him: “Into all of those people [our family] who were in our house yesterday.”

I married a poet.

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