Time has slowed

Yesterday, I thought it was the weekend already.

Hamilton Watch

The days are lasting longer, mornings seem so far away by the time the afternoon creeps in. It’s like everything around me is in slow motion, like those nature shows that film the flying of a hummingbird so you can see it’s wings.

Whatever stress I arrived here with has been replaced by a slow steady hum in the basement of my soul. I’m at pace with Kermit, I too am lying across the lily pad wondering if I should jump to the next or not.

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way