In yet another tribute to the never ending ongoing procession of the days of my life before my very eyes, the news mentions that we only have 6 more weeks till Christmas.
On some level I am chagrined to find the time passing. I recall as a younger person and student that time seemed to linger and that was not always enjoyable. Thanksgiving was so far off. Then Christmas a mere week or two away still took forever to arrive.
Then in course the other traditional college holiday breaks clunked into place like the shorthand of a clock.
In contrast, I can no longer tell the difference between one week and the next. I do the same thing each day. Nothing marks a Tuesday as any different than a Wednseday or a Friday. Sure, Saturday and Sunday are different than the other five, not from each other or from the next set.
Its like when people that like to mark the days off of calendars discover that they have missed several days and mark them all off in a run. Except in real time.
