This is a short story I submitted to a competition a few months back, the theme was ageing.
Show me how to measure my life in something other than years.
The words held my eyes captive from their place in the poster facing me on the bus. They were part of a spiritual campaign to inspire prayer and self connection. I did feel self connected, it had stopped my breath and I couldn’t blink. It was like finding the words to finish a sentence that had been hanging unended. (more…)