It (this life) is just flying by so fast like each day has a jet engine behind it. Lame-o simile/metaphor/whatever it is, but hopefully you understand the point. When a day feels like it's actually made up of about six hours and and then the next day is here before you can even imagine, so many things get lost. I realize I just gotta stop and take it in while I'm living it, or it's all gonna be gone before I know it.
Now is that *closer to turning 50* hitting someone right in the face or what?
So, coming up soon, here's what all's been going on with us.
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