Monday, August 23, 2010

Tempus Fugit...

..."time flees," literally.

The fact that it is now nearing the end of August, and my last blog post on here was...July (and now I'm backdating my updates)?


So I guess it's safe to say that time flees...flies...speeds by...

And sometimes we keep up (perhaps we're wearing a jet-pack?), and sometimes we're carried along by its currents.

Whatever the case, it's not to be stopped.

I remember learning that Latin phrase in 9th grade. It seemed a very foreign phrase/concept to me then since time crawled...time drifted. At times, it seemed to move a little bit faster, but mostly it was just slow.

Upcoming birthday? Tick-tock. Christmas vacation? Tiiiick-toooock. End of school? Tiiiiiiickkkk-tooooockkkk. Yawn.

Looking back on it, I long for some of those dreamy, ponderous moments of idleness. If only to catch my breath...and a few extra "Zzzzz"s.


Now it's my children's turns to feel like the hour and minute hands on the clock dawdle -- play games with each other -- seemingly in no hurry. time changes as we get older, huh?


Stuart said...

Einstein described this concept as relativity, and explained it thus:

"Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. THAT'S relativity."

Jadie said...

Thanks Stuart Einstein for the wise words...