Time

Time is such a funny thing. There are moments I forget how long it's been. It seems like yesterday that I was eighteen and leaving high school. It's hard to swallow how close that ten year reunion is. Where'd the five year go? It's been four years since my grandpa passed away, and yet it still feels like it happened just a year ago. I don't gage time in hour or minutes, days or weeks, I seem to keep time in moments, and time is playing tricks on me.