Does Time Stand Still?

It Does for Me!

I loved being forty-five so I decided to stay that age for the rest of my life. Why not? They say age doesn’t matter. Well guess what? In my thinking it does.

It all started one day when I woke up and realized I was sixty-seven and that reality didn’t settle well with me. But I told myself it didn’t matter and tried to keep it from my view. But it for some reason diminished my ability to function in a manner that gave me good feelings.

Then like a bolt of lightning I realized that dying was closer then I wanted it to be. Being a true believer that fantasy helped me survive the emptiness of having no parents in my childhood; I once again sought the help of the fantasy world of my youth.

Then thru the magic of fantasy I decided to make my age 45 and stamped it with the seal that said permanent and no future changes were required.

Sure I’m older and shouldn’t resort to the solutions of my youth; after all doesn’t being older make me smarter in my thinking? No way all is fair in love and war.

Fantasy Fits Me to a Tee

Yes I know my real age and yes it’s going to gain speed as life moves on. But guess what in fantasy things stand still and that concept works great for me.

So without further ado I think Ill return to my childhood and climb trees and fight off the forces of evil. Then that was the Sheriff of Nottingham who tried to hang Robin Hood. And guess what that person is still me in my fantasy.


Don L. Terrill

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