... that's how we call yesterday. Or this morning. Or sometimes last week.
Just in case you wondering how a three and pocket change feels the time pass. For us? I can't get the time to stretch wide enough to fit it in. But to him, every day is an eternity.
Which is probably why it takes him three hours to leave the house in the morning. Because he has nothing but time.
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