I Read Stories: Solstice by Adam Peterson

 

Solstice by Adam Peterson in Timber

It was someone’s job to keep track of time. We’re sure of that. Someone to know what day it was, what week, what month, what season. But somehow it slipped.

The scientists are of no use, so maybe there should be a holiday. A super solstice, to stop trying to remake the past and instead…

…move forward?

Read This: Because what use is time? Other than for pet birthdays, changing the oil, anniversaries etc
Don’t Read This: Actually it’s very easy to determine what day it is, and even if you can’t you just start counting from now; this, by the way, is both a literal and metaphorical criticism of the piece