|Posted by StreetkidIndustries on May 21, 2011 at 1:15 AM||comments (0)|
The wheels on the locomotion spin so fast, out of control. There’s no one to pull on the reins and halt it to a stop, despite technological advances that seemingly appear to be like the age of my life. It wasn’t that long ago I was young and now I am faced with being a third way through my life. It’s a scary thought, a fear factor of jumping off a cliff with a parachute the size of a handkerchief.
I know I’m lucky to have not reached 60 yet but they’re right when they say the time creeps up ever so fast. Each day seems slow but looking back at it at night, I don’t know where the time went. I remember sitting bored in class, high school always so much fun. Keeping guard on my wrist watch, counting down the time to the end of class, the day or even summer holidays. I’d do anything to be back in that class revelling in youth that I took for granted. Even my first job, how it seems so long ago, I can barely remember the faces I once loved at that suburban child care. Even all the clients would be in high school right now, no more nappies to change but it won’t be long before they have to do it themselves.
It would be nice to step into the past, there must be a way. A hidden time machine waiting around the corner to refresh our memories that zipped by so fast. The moments I had a family, my parents together or even starting high school for the very first time. I can still remember it but it doesn’t feel the same to not be there, at the scene, reliving that moment in the flesh.
The big 3-0. No more being in my 20’s, I’m past my prime. One third of my life. Whatever way I phrase it, it seems so scary. I just have to be positive, welcome the new experiences and people I meet in the future with open arms. It won’t be longer before I’m 40!