… canyou hear it…. wooossshhhttt!
It’s been 6 weeks since i started at the new gig, and there are only 1480 odd hours before we move. It feels like eons, and it feels like yesterday, for everything. Thre are times when i can wake up in the morning, and it seems like i’ve lived in the current tower with the wizard forever, and then i can blink, and still be surprised about where i am, who i’m with and all the interesting things that are still happening.
Wow, it’s like a continual time warp experiment. Time goes fast in your 30s… how fast can it go when you are in your 60s?