Every post I drafted in my head as I drove, slowly, through the dark pouring rain tonight ended with an apology. Something along the lines of “sorry not sorry” for vaguebooking.
So, I’ll abandon all of that and instead tell you that tonight, The Who said that it felt like just yesterday (“No, literally Mama. Yes-ter-day,”) he was turning six. And that he couldn’t believe that in a week, he’d be seven. And then I told him that it felt like just yesterday that he was born. And then I realized that the impossibly long days have turned into impossibly short years, just like everyone said they would.