karaspeak

I realize it's been a while since I've been able to sit down at the computer for anything other than work the past two weeks and regret the fact I haven't been able to write. So many things happen in my days that I make every effort to remember, jot down, or just mentally capture for later reminiscing. Why does time sometimes go so fast when we want it to go slow and why does it seem to go slow in the moments we want it to go fast? Sigh. These are the times I wish I could put life on pause for certain moments, instances, really, so I could memorialize them and never forget the joy (or pain) realized in that second. Alas, I cannot, and am stuck trying to remember enough so when I finally have a breath to sit and write it down I hope I haven't forgotten it all.