Time one week at a time

As I get older, the time passes faster. A week is nothing and 52 nothings later a year has gone bye. I reflect on this as I realize today is my birthday.

I m not sad but amazed by how time flies. Even at work my day seems like it is on fast forward and the weekend, is but a blur. As a student the clock would seem to crawl. As a kid, the summer break seemed like a whole year. Now the seasons are like months, four months in year. Maybe i`m having to much fun or maybe just maybe I have grown up? What is this grown up? One word responsibility. The more responsibility's we have, the more thing we have to do and the busier we become. Time is the same but we have changed. One good thing is I notice more, like the trees blooming. I noticed a red bud tree about six years ago. The tree has always bloomed but I just failed to notice. I`m well into the summer of my life and I know fall and winter will come fast but I look forward to what I will notice last.