i spoke with him earlier

It doesn't look like the anchor has had a long day until he throws to the pre-record.

an earlier version of him, more freshly caffeinated, maybe. the skin tighter under his eyes, his forehead softer. He's pinker at cheek, jowls firmer against his jaw.

Grilling complete, they cut back to the studio.

It's a barely perceptible shift, this passing of hours in seconds, but i can tell. at least one pigment cell in one strand of hair in that Lego haircut has died in the scrolling back and forth.

we get to jump around in time.