When I was a kid I had all the time in the world. It moved at a snail’’s pace. I watched the clock, and it barely moved, unless I was having fun, then I swear it sped up somehow.
Now, it feels like I’m chasing time, and I can’t catch up.
When I was a kid I measured time by the school day.
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