6 years is a very long time, three times that is 18 plus 3 is how old i am, 6 years, with no rest, no respite, no end to the madness, or the joy. a foreign concept, unfamiliar yet i've seen a glimpse of it before, never thought i would have longed for it, but there was a time when i wished that could have been me, no longer, unable to wish that even for myself, just good memories, no wishes, desires, fantasies, or other stuff. not 6 for me.