Time Flies

Looking at the calendar this morning, I just can’t believe we’re about to shut out the first month of 2012. Where did the month go? Seriously, I’m still trying to remember to put 2012 when I’m dating things and now it’s already February!

Remember when you were a kid and clocks seemed to move so slow, especially when you were waiting for the recess bell, or the end of day bell? Remember when summers seemed to be over in the blink of an eye, but the school year lasted forever?

Yeah, I remember those days, but they don’t happen now. We all used to hear “Time flies when you’re having fun” and you knew it applied to your holidays and summer breaks. These days time flies regardless of whether you’re having fun or not.

My mom used to tell me she feels like she blinked one day and her kids were grown and she had grandchildren. I think about that a lot since I feel the same way. My nephews grew up, I somehow hit my mid-30s without realizing it and I don’t feel any different than I did when I was 24 and graduating from college.

Oh sure, sometimes I wake up feeling like I’m 80 years old and in serious need of a full-body replacement, but for the most part, I feel young in my head if that makes sense. Then I talk with my younger cousin about college and I realize, to her, I’m very old indeed. Why? Because I actually said “If I knew then what I know now…” Or I find myself telling someone “Well, that happened about 20 years ago…” and I go into instant freak-out mode because I shouldn’t be able to remember things from 20 years ago…then I remember that I’m not 24 anymore, I’m 35 so yeah, I can totally talk about things that happened 20 years ago.

Meh. How about you? Have you looked in the mirror and been startled to see you weren’t the fresh-faced 18-year-old you once were? While you comment, I’ll be hiding in the corner counting my grey hair and wrinkles. 😉

About danicaavet

Danica Avet lives and writes in the wilds of South Louisiana. Unmarried with no children, she's the proud pet of two cats and a dog. With a BA in History, she decided there were enough fry cooks in the world and tried her hand at writing. Danica loves losing herself in the antics of her characters and blushes more often than not at the things they do. She likes to define her work as paranormal romance with a touch of Cajun spice, but most times her characters turn the notch up to "five-alarm fire"!

Posted on January 30, 2012, in Danica Avet. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. I am stunned every day that an 18 year old chick isn’t staring back at me. I don’t feel 35, either, what happened to the time?

  2. I’m totally with you here! I still I think I could show up first day at college and fit right in. But I TEACH there now. Mentally I’m 18. Maybe 21. Physically…not so much. 🙂

  3. I do that all the time! Glad I’m not alone! I keep thinking that skinny 22 year old will be looking back at me. Yeah, not so much, lol 🙂 Time has flown by crazy fast the past 8-ish years for me.

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