Today, the year is one-third over. Crazy.
When I think back four months, to January 1st, my impression is that this year is flying by much too quickly. I feel like it was yesterday that I freaked out about turning 24.
Or completed my first digital layout. Or the other many things I've done or experienced and documented.
And even though, looking back, the year is speeding by, I felt like last week was the longest week of my existence. Waiting. I hate waiting.
Time really is relative. Which makes sense, because like my relatives, time is crazy.