I don’t miss the traffic and the noise. I don’t miss the crowded parking lots and the lines. I don’t miss the pushy people who seemed to be everywhere. Thanks to Facetime and Zoom and plain old phone calls, I don’t miss my friends and family too horribly. Sometimes I wonder what I do miss and the number of things I’d name is very low. We adapt. We make the most of it. Stay safe.
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So very nicely written!!
I don’t miss
the petrol fumes
the crowded rooms
I don’t miss
nosy women
gossipping
I don’t miss
needless shopping
endless driving
I don’t miss
rude cashiers
queues at counters
I don’t miss
rain lashing
headlamps flashing
I don’t miss
Dismal PTMs
Sweaty ATMs
He packed his suitcase in a hurry. She watched, arms folded against her chest.
“Where are you going?”
“He didn’t answer, just kept stuffing clothes into the suitcase.
“I folded those clothes for you. Guess that was a waste of time.”
“You’re a waste of time,” he said, slamming the case shut.
He walked out the door.
A week later, he was back, suitcase in hand.
“I made a mistake,” he said. “I miss you. I want to come home.”
“Funny, I don’t miss you at all. You were just a waste of my time.”
She smiled, then closed and locked the door.