Light Speed

I zone out while chatting away on the phone and typing without thought. My brain let my fingers know I have checked out and they are being switched over to auto pilot. My mind keeps racing over the events of the past few days. It is always amazing how quickly life can change. One minute you are in a the standard boyfriend/girlfriend relationship and the next you are donning a white dress. Where did the time go? I remember as a kid my mom always said to enjoy life because the older you get the faster life goes by. She could not have been anymore right. I find myself telling people that when the speed of time comes up in conversation. I feel like such an old lady when I do so. As if I'm the neighborhood Grandma yelling at the young whippersnappers to slow down. At times I battle with do I really want things to slow down, or do I like this speed? In relation to work I'm not a fan, unless it means making the day go by faster so I can go home and throw my fat ass on the couch. In life I'm torn because I can't wait to see what is coming up next. Who will I meet next? Where will I go next? What is my next promotion? And while life goes whirling by I am confident in knowing that I can handle whatever crosses my path. Truthfully, I do struggle with stress, emotions, and time management (heh), yet it does not matter because I know I will get through it. I'm not sure what the point of this post is, but I needed to say it so there.