Ten years ago, a summer had been an eternity; now entire years were flying by in a blur interrupted only by deaths, marriages, and other catastrophes. There is no more commonplace observation than this, but to my knowledge no one has yet set out to study why children and adults experience the passing of time differently.
everything is changing all around me but i'm temporarily paralyzed, sitting in the proverbial waiting room. uncharacteristic indecision and uncertainty have taken over; along with a more familiar spontaneity. anything is possible: fear and excitement, confusion and ecstacy all dominate at once. i am both stuck and going everywhere. simultaneously moving and waiting; i am patient and in a fierce hurry. time is illusive and my strongest ally. sitting outside of town...
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