Father Time

Is it just me or has this entire year gone by in a flash? I mean come on, I feel like only yesterday it was February, I blinked and suddenly we’re a week away from December?! How?!

How are we already seeing advent calendars, Christmas lights and Starbucks’ festive drinks when I still have uneaten Easter eggs sitting on my shelf (ok that was obviously a lie, of course I would never leave chocolate unattended for more than seven seconds let alone seven months, but you get what I mean!). Something’s definitely amiss…

Perhaps we can put the blame on good ol’ Father Time. Perhaps he jokingly decided to hit the Fast Forward button on his big special remote control and that’s what’s causing the days to zip by quicker than you can say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! Yeah that must be it!

There has to be some explanation because lately it just seems like there aren’t enough hours in the day. I’m forever whizzing around and if I’m not physically doing something/going somewhere, I’m mentally running 100 miles an hour!

And while I much prefer to be rushed off my feet than to be bored out of my mind, I’d just like to put some temporary brakes on and s-l-o-w things down for a bit. Is that really too much to ask?

I’ve tried a few of those herbal teas and yoga/deep-breathing exercises but unfortunately to no avail; I’m just not cut out for that life. I even vowed to take a break from coffee, not hard considering I never drink it any way, but the point is that I’ve tried a bunch of things to readjust the speed settings on my life and nothing’s worked so far!

So as a last resort I’ve decided that I’ll use this blog post to appeal to you directly Father Time, seeing as you’re the one that I’m holding accountable for this mess! If you’re listening, please just take it easy on all of us and RELAX. Allow yourself to rest and don’t be in such a rush, it’s not good for you. Put your feet up, eat a KitKat and let us poor mortals catch up with you!

Thank you, I hope that you’ll take my request into consideration.


Small Town Girl


22 thoughts on “Father Time

  1. The problem is that timey whimey wibbly wobbly thing that the Dr. talks about–that’s what’s responsible for this year whizzing by, I think. That, and hormones that keep us jumping. They are both nasty buggers! 😉

  2. Looks like you’ll just need to stop doing all the things that you do that take up time, one by one, until the old man gets the message. Just make sure blogging is the last thing on the list though. 🙂

  3. So much to do, so little time! The years seem to go faster as you get older. I remember being a child and the Summer holidays used to last forever. It really has to do with staying present. As a child we are always present. X

  4. Life with all its demands is far too busy daily. We often take on far too many commitments. It is not uncommon to hear comments like, “There isn’t just enough time in a day to do everything I need to do.” Most people feel pushed for time.
    When was the last time you took some time for yourself? Now ask yourself, “Do I think this way about my free time, and do my choices reflect this attitude?” Set aside rest and relaxation time in your daily schedule.

  5. Word though! Can’t life come with a pause button lol
    times goes by… with so much going on it’s hard to keep track of the days sometimes.
    Every now and then we have to remind ourselves to stop and smell the roses. Maybe laugh a little at everyone else who are getting so frazzled and scattered brained under the pressure to keep it moving along. I try to stay mindful of the “now”, the present moment, which is like a slo-mo matrix affect on those ticking hands 😉

  6. Thanks for letting me bug you in December about November, but if I get this right, Father Time is in a race that he started late. He had to pee or something. Race started without, and then he went ahellin. I dunno. I heard that somewhere. I’m probably wrong. If it were up to me, I’d send him to Vegas, get him so dizzy with chips and games and and machines and whirs, and buzzes that he’d forget who he wases. Oh, well, that’s just a thought. You’re not the only, I’m sure, that notices how fast has been 2015. I felt it too. I don’t even know where it’s gone. Now 2012 was a good year, but 2015? Man, I feel like it’s January, or at least should be. Where did it go? I’m weirded out by the snow. I felt every day of the fall, but when the warm was gone, it was awful. They say, I read somewhere, this whole thing won’t slow down til there’s justice. Maybe Batman would save the day. I’ve been looking for his cave, but I can’t find it. He’s too sneaky. I’ve wanted to slow this whole mess down just like you. But then I start runnin, heart-rate pumping, caffeine-popping just to keep hopping, and another day’s gone in the flash, fall into bed, hop right back up and do it all over again. Christian Bale might know what’s goin on, ain’t he the Batman? Oh, wait, now they cast ol Ben Affleck, didn’t they? I’m sorry, I rant and rave, and it’s all for fun. Hope you have a good year, hope you have a good run. If 2016 don’t make you stretch, maybe the race just ain’t over yet. Keep hoppin. It can’t get better til it gets a lot worse. You know, like cleaning your room, you pull it all out in the middle, sort through the junk, and pull out the bitter. Put everything back in place, but not until the bitter’s replaced. I don’t like to make sense of riddles, but seems I got caught right in the middle. You pose a riddle, and I don’t know what. We need more minds to solve this rut. What?

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