55 Flash Fiction - Tim & Sal #18
"My wife was perturbed. The transport has been delayed."
"That means we won't be leaving soon?"
"It means we won't get to see our grandchildren being born."
"But, I'll still get to leave here soon?"
"Soon is a relative term."
"Months, years?"
"You'll get to leave when it arrives. But, you'll be an old human."
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posted by Charles @ 8:45 PM
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1 Comments:
Indeed, time is a relative factor like so many others...like truth, like happiness...
like right now, what may be day for me, is night for people in my country...
Like what is one year for Jupiter may be twelve years for earth...
Like what seems coming later, may be coming at a normal pace, or maybe sooner than we see it
Like what seems like an aeon in difficult times, may fly so fast in easier ones...
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