When Monday morning kicking off another day's work seamlessly morphs into a Monday morning kicking off another week. And while you're trying to think about it, why not? another month flies out the window and next thing you know you're left sitting on a metaphorical curb, head cradled in your hands, wondering what you've accomplished, if anything, during that hectic October you've just leaked ever so unsuspectingly.
Or when you meet your new pediatrics resident for the night's duty and realize that his father was actually the pediatrician who followed, treated, and probably terrorized you through the better part of your childhood, 0-18 years of age. In a puff of smoke.
Such a shame how far that apple falls from the tree... but I digress...
People are always afraid of losing time. Time, time, time.
"We're late, we need to hurry!" Of course. Time is gold.
"I'm growing old, look at these wrinkles" says she, in her mid-late 20's, dripping of youth and beauty as she speeds down a wrong way road to her plastic surgeon's office, stone-coldly ignoring all pleas for a healthy and graceful maturity that's still far far away.
But why? Why should I be so preoccupied with time, when the harder I try to save it, the more acutely aware I am of my helplessness toward it? Why can't I be less attached to that Monday? or to that October, or to that year that October has ruthlessly dragged down with it for the 28th time? And why can't I look back at my great 28 years in this world and smile, instead of looking just ahead, terrified of turning 30 in 2 years?
2 years. More like 2 Mondays, 2 more weeks, 2 more Octobers; it's all the same. Maybe that's why...
Meet me back at that curb...
Thursday, October 21, 2010
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Posh · 754 weeks ago
Time is always in a hurry. Let it be. I am always in awe of what life has to unravel.
You have inspired me to write a post about this. I turn 27 in more or less a week. And I relate to everything you've written here... :)
LeColleague 23p · 754 weeks ago
Happy birthday in advance!
Posh · 754 weeks ago
My sister turns 18 in 2 days. Don't I wish that was me? lol
Happy Birthday in advance too. I hope you welcome this day in the right spirit, whatever 'right' is.
nana · 754 weeks ago
m** · 753 weeks ago
the apple did not fall far from the tree :)
the plastic surgeon is a misguided step, in a girl looking for refuge.
you're here now, 28 years later, looking to the past brings up nostalgia and a feeling of content, you're still alive aren't you? a letter from your younger self might have wanted you to be a pilot by now, president? but you're not interested in politics so i digress. but your younger self doesn't realize the obstacles you were to go through. and so what would you say to him by now, looking back to justify the future, you've learned to love and get broken hearted, you've learned to give life and take it away, you've learned to aim high and settle for less, you've come to realize that death immortalizes and life kills, and yet you're happy and this is your biggest achievement. stay happy. look back knowing you've done all what you could. look forward and bring it on.
SN. · 753 weeks ago