|Church on the Spilled Blood, St. Petersburg, Russia|
My wife says that the older we get, the faster the time goes by.
I have to agree with her on that, sort of.
Time travels at its own pace and never varies. Except when man steps in and either starts or ends Daylight Savings Time.
It’s been a week since the end of Daylight Savings Time this year, and it has brought on a whole new attitude, and/or feeling, like it does each year.
Its now dark at 5 p.m.
And I find I’m tired of TV and the Internet earlier.
I use to stay up and watch the opening monologue on the Tonight Show (if only Johnny Carson and Jay Leno were still around), but I can’t bring myself to stay up and watch what is now available.
|Walking along the Neva River waterfront, St. Petersburg, Russia|
Thirty years ago I felt it was my duty to stay up and watch until the final second ticked off and ended the Monday Night Football game. And it didn’t matter who was playing and how lopsided the score many have been.
I didn’t last past the first half Monday night. Who was playing anyway?
Oh yea, it was the Chargers and the Bears. Wow!
Anyway, I digress.
|Enjoying coffee, hot chocolate aboard the Norwegian Star|
It has been six months to the day that my wife and I embarked on our 9-day Baltics Cruise odyssey.
I don’t know the mental aspect behind the feeling, but sometimes it feels as if we didn’t even go on that trip.
Did we actually visit Russia, Germany, Sweden, Denmark, Estonia and Finland? We have the pictures to prove it, but sometimes it just seems so unreal that we accomplished that feat.
My wife said she had also gotten that same feeling once or twice since we’ve been back.
Maybe other people have that same type of feelings.
The trip was “too good to be true,” therefore do we let ourselves believe that it wasn’t?
Hey, we’re getting way up in age. We’ve earned the right to have those feelings.
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