If our sleepless nights hadn’t been enough tribulation, the weather ensured an additional detrimental factor. Navigating the days seemed challenging due to the early spring imposed fatigue and weariness, often resulting in us nodding off every ten minutes. Even the discernibly longer bright hours couldn’t boost our mood, however the morning walks with Abby, the dog, on the bright streets were quite noteworthy.
Similarly, my warped perception of passing time was also worth mentioning the other day. I attempted to defend my conclusion by purporting the significance of the distorting nature of the passing of time. However, in hindsight, it might be an utter poppycock. Rather, our perception that time is passing faster is due to the fact that we are getting older day by day, and our brains become loonier.
Comments
Post a Comment