We're all stuck every day.
Plummeting twice the speed of light towards tomorrow.
And after too many tomorrows... it's been 20 years.
"It didn't take long to get from tee ball to babe ruth," is what my Dad said.
It's too true. I can't remember when I started tee ball, and that's frightening.
Can I please go back and play teeball? This time I promise I won't blink.
No :( You can't be twenty. Twenty is old.
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