The summer fast lane is here, time is moving faster than ever. We notice time's passing when we realize just how precious it is, or just how little is left. Like at the end of the semester. Time was slow during April because I realized just how little was left. I am proud of myself and I took full advantage of it. I reveled in the few moments I had with my friends and relished each one as well. May was slow as well because of the amount of school work that I had. The beach was slow, because the beach is slow in itself. Now time is catching up to summer, even though the days are longer, they seem shorter and they are over before I even realize it. I had to stop and think about what day of the week it was today. Sad huh?
Here is a graph of how I have perceived time flow over the past ten weeks (the higher value means a higher rate of time flow 1= 1 minute seems like 1 minute, 2= 1 minute seems like 30 seconds, you get the idea):
The worst thing about time is that when you realize that you need more, like I do, then it speeds up. It was like the last few weeks were that part of the roller coaster that slowly clinks up to the top of the hill before it falls at break-neck speed. You know how it pauses just before it falls? That's where I am now, waiting to hear that last click before I plunge into a crazy summer.
Oh and a few highlights of summer in Tuscaloosa:
Today was my mom's 54th birthday. Sarah made a homemade strawberry cake, I made homemade vanilla ice cream. It was good.
Salt and vinegar chips with an ice cold beer make an afternoon.
Reading about 50 pages a day.
Reminiscing with high school friends.
Grilled pork chop sandwiches with pickles.
Continued reliance on His strength and resources for my life.


































