Where Did This Year Go?

Time seems to fly these days.  My later years go by so quickly.  I suppose it's better than dragging on and on and on and on and on and on but I think I'd like a few weekends where that seemed to be occurring. 

It's almost October.  Almost Halloween and then Thanksgiving and Christmas and then 2012.  But it seems as if Valentine's Day was last week.  My sense of time is jumbled and confused.

I spent an equal part of the year go-go-going, myself, but I had plenty of downtime, too.  So I'm not sure why I feel so rushed, these days.

Maybe I need a mental rose garden, so when I stop to smell the flowers, at least I have the memories of some pleasant downtime?