Time is a very weird thing.
There are moments when I feel like I’ve been doing something for twenty minutes or so and it turns out I’ve been there for a few hours (T will vehemently disagree, but our son’s birth was sort of like this for me). And then there are other points when it seems like the second hand literally could not be moving any slower if it wanted to (“The flight is how long???”). Time flies or it drags on, but the point is that it’s always moving.
Yes, today is my birthday. Yes, I’m now 30. But no, I don’t really feel that weird about it. Continue reading “Yup, I’m 30.”
