When you think about it, what is a day really?
One rotation of the Earth on its axis. The rise and subsequent fall of sun and moon. Another page of The Far Side not gotten.
24 hours. 1440 minutes. 86,164.1 seconds. Arbitrary numbers in an obituary for an eternity of yesterdays.
Today is the day, but tomorrow never comes.
Another day, Lee, another Star…
Sure, the paper says “Daily”
The next edition is always being written…
but is it ever actually posted?
Or is this just another blog, no subscribers
accidentally posted on this page
after the date stamped on my-site?
Listening to: They Might Be Giants – Dead
Zu-Zu Lee 