assignment #2
the meaning of time varies for every being
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Time flies.
I was scrawling today's date onto my homework assignment when I suddenly realized how significant this day used to be to me.
I didn't know why the date gave me such a jolt of recognition, like the face of a best friend I haven't seen in years. I stared at it for a few seconds before it hit me why.
No, I didn't forget...
If things had turned out differently, today would have been such a day of festivity. Instead, it's a day of fond recollection - bittersweet memory - and a (slighty) wistful minute of "I wonder how it would be like if we didn't..."
I didn't know why the date gave me such a jolt of recognition, like the face of a best friend I haven't seen in years. I stared at it for a few seconds before it hit me why.
No, I didn't forget...
If things had turned out differently, today would have been such a day of festivity. Instead, it's a day of fond recollection - bittersweet memory - and a (slighty) wistful minute of "I wonder how it would be like if we didn't..."
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
