Where has the time gone?
My daughter and her Dad used to play a game and when either of them would say, "Where has the time gone?" they would make a joke of it and come up with some crazy ideas about where it might have gone. It was pretty funny at the time and everytime I hear someone say that, I think about it. Time is a strange thing. Last week I was on the treadmill at the gym and had two minutes left to run, but it felt like forever and each time I looked down it seemed like time had stood still. As well when I was waiting for some anticipated vacation time, the time went so slow, but when I actually went on the vacation it just flew by. What's with that? Or when my little grandson was crying in the middle of the night it seemed like a long time, although it might only have been less than 10 minutes. On Friday, I was madly trying to get out the door to meet up with my carpool and it just didn't...