The work of retirement is to fill those 9-5
non-working hours. One day I initiated a conversation with my husband regarding
the time I spend with my writing. I’m in the room with him but also in a world
of my own.
“It’s not a problem dear.”
“Okay”, I say, “You realize that I would be bored out
of my mind if I didn’t write.”
“Just like hunting is for me.”
By now he’s walking out of the room, but he turns back
at the doorway and asked me if there was anything else.
We’re apart and we’re together. Time passes.
