It's been a weird couple of weeks and I can't place my finger on the exact reason. I know about all the old adages about how time flies and all that crap, but it really seems to be speeding up lately. January flew into February which backed angrily into March and now it is almost April.
Yeah, I know. You all have calendars and what's my fucking point. I hear ya. I don't even know. I just don't recall a recent three month period that flew by as quickly as this past quarter (sorry...accountant lingo). It seems like I barely even lived it.
Tonight, there was a crazy thunderstorm here on Long Island. Crazy because we usually don't get 'em in late March or when it is only 44F outside. I had visions of Summer. And I'm not nearly ready for summer. Oh sure, my brain is ready for Summer. I hate the cold and all, but I look at the calendar and think that March 29th is way too early for a thunderstorm is all. And way too early for Summer.
I like a slow progression of the seasons. A nice Summer followed by a brisk Autumn followed by a (hopefully) mild Winter and then a comfortable Spring. I'm sure that is what we are gonna get. That's one of the bonuses of living in this area.
But today it just all seemed to be moving so fast.
Note: Remember to play the Bug-Eyed Trivia Challenge every day. All the introspective kids are doing it.