One year ago today Diana and I were sitting on Sharon’s couch, watching Obama take the oath of office. Promise was in the air. In the words of will.i.am it was a new day.
Has it really just been a year? It seems like it has been many years. It’s as if time has stretched out for me. I’ve noted this multiple times lately.
I took this photo last summer in Arkansas. I was looking through old pix tonight and found this one. I remember that afternoon, but it seems like it was years ago, not just a few months. The memory is no more clear than one I must riffle through decades to find.
When did time begin to stretch?.