My site of hopes, dreams, fantasies n realities. Wednesday, December 23, 2015. In a blink of an eye, 2 months plus has passed. They most probably have their shit in place, knows what they want and working towards it or maybe already owning it.

Monday, January 20, 2014. The months roll out, from one to the next as though they are on a conveyor belt that never stops churning, relentless. And yet with that persistent steady beat, why does the passing of time seem to change pace from minute to minute, month to month, year to year? Why does a summer last an eternity when we are young, but fly by past the speed of sunlight now? Why does it feel as though Christmas happened ages ago, yet I still have little white lights around my window frame? My dad.