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.
I’m not totally sure what happened to April. It seems yesterday I was complaining about the cold hanging on and taking a bajillion classes in random things and generally feeling rushed. April brought with it much more ease and peace of mind, but I’m also not exactly sure what I’ve been doing for a month. The cherry blossoms came and went and the whole area erupted in beautiful blossoms – one of my favorite times of year in DC. And, we did another photowalk.
Here’s what happens every winter: I look at my calendar with so much empty space and I say “dang, I’m going to be sooooo bored.” I then proceed to say “yes” to my every tiny whim. For instance, this winter, I was simultaneously taking classes or self-directing learning in calligraphy, Judaism, ceramics, Java programming, guitar and yoga.