Time flies, they say. But time flies faster than usual when your life is moving along a smooth curve. When tragedy strikes, time slows down. A lot. Every minute counts. The agony of loss. Your density of emotions. Everything hurts as you struggle to stay in. That is how time operates. It’s an expert in breaking people down. Destroying egos and eking humility out of a rock. Just for fun. Now that we are in July, and half the year has gone by, it’s time to ask yourself: did time pass by too quickly? our answers to this question would tell you how wonderful or terrible your existence is. Presently. Half of the year is gone. Don’t know where but it’s gone.
I'm rooting for you too.
I care for you too, Shakti. :)
The last paragraph ❤️ much needed today! Thanks, Shakti :)
wagmi :)