I always get the sense
that it's late.

Later in the day;
          Where did my morning go?
Later in my life;
           I need to get a move on
           I need to accomplish dreams and things
Later in the year;
           Is it a new year already?
           What have I been doing for the last nineteen years?
            Maybe it's been twenty-two.

Later in the moment;
            Are you leaving already?
            When will I see you again?
             Oh, that's a long time
Later in the whatever-this-is-that's-happening-to-me;
            When are you coming back?
             Oh, you're leaving for good?
             Okay.
             Well, let me know if I can change your mind.
             No?
             Okay.

Later in my lack of experience;
          Oh, hey there.
           I'm Peyton
           I want to let you know up front.

I'm a little crazy.
Oh.
Okay.
Goodbye, then.