Time flies so fast! I think I have finally hit the age where I understand why may father always told me to stop wishing my life away. I would always say something like, "I can't wait until Friday." He would then tell me to stop wishing my life away...
These days I don't even seem to know what day of the week it is and Friday is here way before I am ready for it. Why does time pass so slowly when we are young and so fast as we get older? Probably for the same reason that other people's children appear to have grown like "little weeds" since the last time we saw them.
This Pastime, Its Time Has Passed
10 months ago
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