Yesterday's word of the day was "inchmeal". What a beautiful word meaning "little by little", "gradually". Merriam-Webster says its origins are simple - the "inch" half is the familiar measurement and the "meal" is an old suffix that means "by a (specified) portion or measure at a time".
An inch is so small, but precious. Like the proverbial boy who placed his finger into the hole to prevent the dam from breaking - the inch, is your last breath of dignity. The inch is the space between me and you before we kiss.
People don't change suddenly. We change inchmeal, but see the change all at once. How we realise one day that some things no longer matter. Some people no longer disappoint. Inchmeal. We change.
How we realise someone has grown their way into our hearts. Little by little, becoming irrevocable. Inchmeal.
How, one day, I hope to turn to you, and tell you, a lifetime between us. Inchmeal.
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