NOT a writing about new year...
I realize that, because everyday I thought of writing something, and then as usual, time flies.
Without taking a short break...no, time doesn't stop at all, keeps moving forward.
But why does is feel that way?
Time has never been slower nor faster. Its speed doesn't change.
So I asked my self again, why do I sometimes feel that time flies?
I realized this whole thing just this morning when I woke up. I realized something that has been there all my life but I just didn't notice or think about this in that way.
The duration between the time when I actually fell asleep to the time when I woke up was 3 hours, but I didn't feel that 3 hours as 3 hours. It felt like less than a minute, it felt like...time flies.
Again, why? Because within that 3 hours, even though our body was physically there, our mind wander somewhere else. We're too busy doing something (or doing nothing) we forgot where we are and why we are at where we are.
Our mind was definitely somewhere but the present. And I think this is why I sometimes feel this time flies thingy, because even though my body was there in the present, my mind wasn't. Just like sleeping...
Today, December 28th 2008, is exactly 1 year since...well, of course, December 28th 2007. Not a smart thing to write, but nonetheless, it's true...and nobody ever says I have to write something smart. Anyways...
December 28th 2007 was my 21st day since I arrived in Bulgaria.
It was the longly-awaited day.
And, it was, unexpectedly, the last day (until months later) of my passion in doing anything in life, in living.
It was the first day of my life-changing process, another rebirth that I never thought it exists.
It was a year ago and I still have all the details tattooed in my mind.
And now, it's time to say thank you.
I felt this post is more like a personal one, which just need to be written....