perceptions

My days used to seem to be too short. Now they seem too long.

Time used to zip by. Now it seems to drag out.

I used to have to decide what I couldn't do so I could do the things I wanted to do. Now it seems like there's never much to do.

I used to wonder when it all was going to start. Now I wonder why it hasn't started or, if it has, then when it will end.

I used to be sociable, fun-loving, surrounded by friends I could spend time with, do things with, laugh about things with, talk and chat, play, etc. Now I feel like someone my friends used to know — they say "hi" when they see me, they occasionally invite me to social obligations, but their focus is on their families, which is totally understandable. They've progressed and I've remained relatively static. I used to know what was going on in their lives, now I find myself trying to catch up on what they've been doing, how they've been.

I never planned or dreamed to change the world. I know the world hasn't really changed me, but everything around me seems to have changed or continues to change. I'm the same guy I used to be, but everyone else is isn't and they relate to the same guy I am now much differently than they do to the same guy I used to be.

Thus endeth the whinging and whining.