People are always saying that time speeds up as you get older. I’m not sure I believe it 100%, but I can believe that all the things I do monthly (write these posts, for instance) do seem to come far more often than would be predicted by the word “monthly”. We’re living a busy life. It’s exciting, but it moves quickly. April came and went, then May. Now it’s June. We’ll blink and another wedding season will have come and gone. In the meantime, we press on and take things as one-day-at-a-time as possible.
May was a bit of a rough month for me. I sprained my ankle halfway through and I’ve had to rest it since. Even though it was a minor sprain (as self-diagnosed by me and the internet), it’s still swollen more than two weeks later. If you know anything about me, you know I walk a lot. It’s my main form of entertainment and my default activity to get out of the house and do something. (It’s a working from home thing, see. If I didn’t get out and deliberately walk, I’d just sit inside my house all day at the computer.)