It's only 2 am and I already feel as if these memories could last me a lifetime. The loud screeching of my cousins, the feel of snow stinging my hands. It's all so real but it feels like it's just flying by. I really don't understand how time can feel different to people when we are all living in the same time. Like when you say something is flying by or going slow, how can a person different from you think something completely opposite. I know I have gone completely off topic but this has been bugging me for a long time. Maybe I'll never know the answer but it's just nice to get it out.
Anyway, Happy 2010!
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