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)?
Yikes.
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.
But...sigh.
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.
Hmm...how time changes as we get older, huh?
2 comments:
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."
Thanks Stuart Einstein for the wise words...
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