It doesn’t seem to matter what else is happening – time marches on. I keep hoping but road-blocks, delays, and “life” keeps getting in the way. If a person had a negative attitude, it would easy to think that everyone was conspiring against you. I choose to think that is not the case – I have to as I fear going insane.
Time itself is a funny thing. I remember being young and thinking that a month was an eternity. Having to wait for something or being apart from someone for that last was unbearable. Later in life, it seemed that time just rushed by. All of life’s busyness combined with the crush of career development made for many whirlwind years. Now, a month does not seem to be such a long period of time. However; it now feels like MY time and that time is no longer coming from a never-ending pool (it never was, of course, it just felt like it was).
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