July the 31st

The last day of July. God how time flies (Crapped Cliche!). It felt as though the beginning of July was only a week ago. One thing I've noticed about growing up is the older and more mature we become, so does more vague time becomes. Ten years ago, one year was as long as what a kid defines "long". But the more time has elapsed, the more distorted it becomes to us. Right now as I type this, an hour feels like only fifteen minutes long. *Sigh* The unexplainable magic of maturity. Sweet.