Reminder: this precious, nonrenewable resource of time with which we’ve been gifted is not a dress rehearsal. I think this thought every time I wear this necklace. I made it a year ago after crushing coins under the wheels of trains and pounding words into them while working on my short story, Pennies on the Tracks.
I thought I lost this necklace at the airport last week after I took it off to go through security, but then I found it yesterday in my shoulder bag Carpe Diem-ing at me.
Reminding me.
Yet again.
Traveling at the Speed of Bike 