I spent many a sleepover weekend at my grandparents growing up. They taught me card games like Rummy, Crazy Eights and - eventually - Pinochle. Board games like Chinese checkers and Bingo. And. Of course. Tiddlywinks.

Once in awhile. As in. Every hour on the hour. I sigh. // Life’s a game. Spin the wheel. Grab the card. Move the spaces. // We’re just pass’n time. Tick’n and tock’n. And when it’s over? // Stuffed in a box. To be – forgotten.