//I don’t even have that much time to think about the well known phrase: “Why is time flying by so fast these days?” because each time I start thinking about it, it flies by even faster and I can repeat the sentence all over again. I feel like I’m living on a treadmill which is getting faster as I’m getting older (at least my treadmill works like that, don’t know about yours). But I’m happy about it most of the time. It would be pretty boring the other way around, right? Just think about all the good times and extraordinary moments and suddenly the treadmill running (aka life) is much better and quite fun indeed. And if I’m lucky enough, I have time to rest and take a breath to be able to continue running.
Sunday, November 06, 2016