The time was flying rapidly in leaps and bounds, and it seemed as though the bells, whistles, and stoppings would never end.
-Anton Checkhov, ”Typhus”
exactly how I feel these days. Wasn’t it only 10 am just a few minutes ago? Wasn’t it 2010? Wasn’t I just on summer vacation in middle school? And I still have nothing to show for all this time that’s past. Yeargh.