Saturday, August 30, 2014

Child In Time

Man, time flies. But It didn't always do that. When I was in college or maybe school even, it seemed to drag. Crawled, and at times slowed to miserable panicky nothingness.
Not always of course. But most times or at least times that mattered and stuck like memory tags in my memory reel.

And then it somewhat started to gather steam. Walked, then power walked, jogged and now it's on a real tear. I can't stand runners but this is personal.

And now I'm standing here in my mid 30's and I don't know how I got here so bloody fast. The girl thinks this smells funnily of a mid life crisis. This thinking that is. But I say it's only normal.

But if this gets me a ferrari then why not.