Ten Tomorrows

In a blink, eleven days have passed,
Or at least that’s how it feels.
Days are disappearing
And I don’t know where they’re going.
I’m living in them,
So I know they’ve happened,
Yet suddenly they’ve gone
And it’s ten tomorrows from now.
Blink: another birthday.
Blink: Merry Christmas
Blink: Goodbye.