Life is moving by too fast. I remember when I was nine years old, walking to school with my dad, only to find out that it was a snow day. I remember at age fifteen, starting for the first time in high school hockey. I also remember several nights ago, when NHL 17 was released. I first started playing NHL games in 2002. NHL 02, and now NHL 17. Time flies, yet in fifteen years there are over 5400 sunsets, and sunrises.
I would do anything to go back to a time where time seemingly passed slower. In a time, where I would line up in the lunch line with a skim milk, and when the Narragansett Elementary School's gym seemed to be larger-than-life. I'd even go back to the humidity of Conyers, Georgia, and pick out my new puppy all over again. I wouldn't change a thing about a thing, but I'd like to relive it.
At this point, I'm a sophomore in college and it's all so surreal. For someone who at one point didn't think they'd live past the age of sixteen, it's amazing. It's 12:42 on a Saturday morning in mid-September. I'm listening to music and my fourth-grade self-told me I'd never get into, marveling at a massive hockey memorabilia collection that I thought only existed in other peoples' lives, and looking at an iPhone 6S.
While I reminisce about my past, I can't help but realize for every second I move forward, I'm one second farther from something, and closer to another. I wish I could slow things down, but I can't. I know that in a blink of an eye I'll be back at work in the morning, and in another blink I'll be struggling to keep my eyes open in a human geography class. One more blink, and I'll have my eyes fixated on my Odyssey Application trying to figure out what my next article will be. Time is moving by too fast, and so is life.
7206 days into life.
