How fast time flows. Sometimes I just amazed at how fast twenty years fly by.
Sometimes I wonder if somewhere along the way I stepped through a ley line. (A line of magnetic force) and zapped myself from there into here.
I still feel young. I still feel like maybe I’m 30-35 years of age.
But when I stop and think about it…I have lived all those years, I made the wear and tear on my body, although my soul doesn’t know it.
My mind and my memories know. Twenty years have flown, or thirty years or even more…depending on where my memories land.
Although time has gone fast, I must admit each moment is exquisite–in pain or happiness.
Each moment has made us who we are; who you are and who I am.
And THAT, my friends, is a very good thing.