I've been thinking a lot about time today. Until today, time seemed to pass both very quickly and terribly slowly at the same time. A day seemed to drag on forever, yet the week ended before you knew it. On the whole, it felt like time went by at a brisk pace. That is, until today.
I woke up early in the morning, and it is now noon. It feels like I've been up for days already. It's only been an hour since I last looked at the clock, and I feel like I've done a ton of things in that short span of time. Sometimes I wonder if this day will ever end, or if I am eternally trapped in an endless half-light (It's cloudy out today), just passing time that never truly passes until I slowly go insane.
But this is probably just my mind messing with me. Good things come to those who wait, as the saying goes.
So for now, I think I'll wait just a little while longer.
Have a good day, everyone!