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.

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