Time ! ? !

I can't imagine that it's been ten days since my last post. I wrote about Mother's Day, blinked and here I am. The sensation of passing time is supposed to change as we get older. As we become more and more familiar with our daily routines, our perception of time passing can be skewed. This is how it is but I don't have to enjoy it.

I'm almost tempted to do something I hate, every day, to try and slow the passage of time. Sitting in the dentist chair for thirty minutes seems like a week, so I could do more of that. Waiting in a doctor's office makes time drag and emergency rooms, even more so. A graduation ceremony can seem like an endless undertaking, especially if the air conditioning isn't working well. So many bad experiences, so little ...oh yeah, that's the point.

Time flying = having fun, time dragging = being miserable....sounds like a plan to me. : )