I’ve got the same problem that I always get at this time of year: Days are rushing by too quickly. The hours themselves (especially at work) are moving along as they should do, but every so often I glance at a diary and three weeks have disappeared somewhere. It’s ridiculous. In February it feels like an age has passed between each weekend; in July it feels like a second.
If I may quote the great cartoonist Charles M. Schultz - the creator of the ever-apt characters Charlie Brown, Snoopy et al - “Summers fly, Winters walk”
Ain’t that the truth?
RC 22-7-13
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