Time feels like the wind blowing fast and moving on.
Time speeds up when I'm playing soccer on the field with
my friends.
Time stands still when I'm watching a movie.
Time slows down when I'm doing nothing.
Time is my friend when there's something ahead that
feels dull.
What does time mean to you?
Time evaporates when I'm deep in thought.
At the center of time is a map that uses plus signs and
minus signs to show how places across the world
have different time than the model city, Greenwich.
Time gives us a way to know when we should be
somewhere.
Time is like air to me.
Sara S. Nichols Follow me on Twitter at @snicholsblog Sara S. Nichols is a former progressive lawyer/lobbyist turned new thought minister/spiritual scientist-- she is moved to share her thoughts on politics spirit movies, plays & books My best rating is (:)(:)(:)(:)(:) out of a total of 5 Snouts Up -- I almost never give 5 Snouts--that's just for the best ever.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
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