five thousand shades of blue
Tuesday, October 23, 2001
So here we are, nearly at the end of October, nearly at the end of 2001 (which, I have mentioned, I will be glad to see the end of), and another year gone. Time is so strange and so uniformly parsed out, that now I am barely aware when school starts and stops again; seeing children outside playing often causes me to stop and think "Shouldn't they be in school?", even when it's July. I have this personal, unproven theory that the speed of time accelerates exponentially with number of years lived, which is why 30 years of dedicated service in a job of your choice passes in the blink of an eye, winter break in college feels a little too short but acceptable for a mid-semester break, and summer vacation goes on forever when you're a kid.
is
this just not enough…?
