things are coming and going at an alarming pace. i dont have time to enjoy things becuase theyre gone as soon as i have them ... i dont understand how this works. i used to count the days until christmas and my bithday. this year they just sped up and then slipped on by. im growing more and more posessive of the past, while trying to keep my grip on the present, all the while looking forward to the future ...

which looks like its going to slip on by too.