Posterity

Yesterday, on our way back to Singapore from Manila
I had, for the first time in a year and hours to 5 months--
I had my me time.
It dawned upon me an hour or so midflight,
With the two loves of my life beside me,
and there I was, flipping through a magazine.
I finished reading two.

I even made it halfway through Walter Mitty.

It was the quiet, that moment of peaceful bliss.

Things are unfolding, just so you wait.




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