WHAT TIME IS IT
Time is not a standardized thing. I hate to break this to you but time moves faster at some times than it does at other times. I remember at age ten or so I thought a day was a week long. Nothing ever happened fast enough. At eighteen I was impatiently waiting for twenty-one. At twenty-nine I wanted never to reach thirty. Now forty years later it seems birthdays come monthly and you increase a year in each. It is the most amazing thing. A project I once did in a few minutes can take most of a... Sign in to see full entry.