It seems like only yesterday that I was mourning the end of October.
And yet, I'm back with her once again.
Time has an incredible habit of simultaneously moving quickly and slowly. I remember writing that entry quite clearly. And yet my life then - my old job, living in Devon - seems like a world away.
It's quite scary to think that time is so contingent on our mood and our perspective. The idea of a 'passage of time' is only a human invention after all. Different points in time are always there, just like points in space, it's just that we have a particular way of processing the information. I read a book about the philosophy of time once (or at least most of it, until it got too confusing). I've forgot most of it, though. Maybe I should give it another try. Or maybe I should just watch Back to the Future II again. It's been a while. And yet, at the same time, seems like only yesterday.
(It was only yesterday)
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A watched pot never boils. A pot watch is sluggish at best.
A stitch in time saves nine lives (embroidered cat).
Time flies when you're having fun. Fun Times at Ridgemont High.
A stopped clock is right twice a day, unless it's a twenty-four hour clock.
Time makes fools of us all. A fool and his clock are soon parted.
Do second hand shops charge extra for the rest of the clock?
Watch your back. Keep watching the skies. In conclusion: be flexible.
Ti-i-i-ime is on my side. The times, they are a-changing. Time after time.
Man, there are a lot of time clichés! I could go on all day. But I haven't got the...
patience.
