I was doing so well, posting more frequently. I'm not sure what happened over the past week or so, I think time just got away from me. That's something that describes the whole of my life really well--time just got away from me. It's almost April already, y'all. I can't believe it. Last quarter's class passed by in what seems to be the blink of an eye, a week removed from the course--it didn't seem quite like that during lecture sometimes. And seriously, just yesterday, I swear it was Christmas, and the day before that, I was freaking out over the craft show thing I did in November.
Time is such a funny thing. I remember being in school, measuring life in chunks of time that could roughly be classified as school year til Christmas, school year til summer, and summer vacation.
The comment made by one of the men who works in my building--or maybe used to work here, I haven't seen him for awhile--still rings in my mind a lot of the time. So much time spent wishing for the weekend, counting days, minutes, hours until it's time for vacation. He was so right when he said that we were wishing our lives away.
I've tried to be better about that in the days that followed, but I don't know how successful I've been. Maybe moreso than I thought, when I can sit here and wonder where the past three months have gone, wonder how they went so fast.
There's no point to this, really, just...feeling strangely adrift today, and I'm not sure why. Maybe I just need more sleep. :)
Posted by Liz at March 31, 2005 07:34 AM