My Write of Way
It does. It just follows the second law of thermodynamics.
Wake me up when September ends..
'Ber' thla. It brings on mild panic, maids leaving for vacation and me with two kids and a job :P
Yep, dear diary, "ber" thla. You wake up and realise it's September and most of the year's fled and gone and you wonder where all that time went. And in my case, I was just feeling a touch of the blues. Not just the year but my entire life as well. September. Pretty sad. Inevitable but still..sad.
Beautifully put.I guess time really waits nor speeds up for no one . For some, they pass too quickly, for some, too slowly. Lucky are the few who can adjust to the pace of time.
wow! this one leaves me feeling pretty nostalgic!Love the serenity of the picture!
Right, daniel, being well-adjusted, that's the key to life, I guess.Me too, jay-me, love the picture. Has a very forgotten feel to it. Summer's over, the crowds are gone and the beach is left desolate.