Next Friday
So, I'm watching an ad on TV. The announcement relates to an upcoming show -- next Friday. Suddenly I realize that next Friday is Boxing Day. The day after Christmas. This Friday is my brother's birthday. In between those two days we do a concert and visit our daughter in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan. How can time pass so quickly? Time passes at a regular rate. Maybe the question is -- How can I be involved in many things and somehow miss the passing of time? Is the passing of time so quickly a bad thing? What would I expect to be doing if not involved in what I am doing? Eternal questions. Somedays I wonder if I have time to consider these questions because time passes so quickly.
