Taming Time

Time is scary.
I used to freak out about time when I was a kid. I realized at an early age that if I went to sleep, that would be a big chunk of time wasted on sleeping. For that reason, I would hate the fact that sleep was programed into being human. I also remember wanting to grow up already, in age. I remember vividly that I felt really strongly about that when I was in the 4th grade. I remember telling my friend Bobby that I wanted to be an adult already so I could do adult things.

If I only I knew back then how lucky I was to be the age I was.

Now as an adult, I just want time to slow down. Just take a break sometimes, maybe just forget that you have to keep going, getting older and older. I look at my niece and nephew and freak out. I remember the times in my life when adults would tell me that I should "enjoy it while it last" or try to tell me "adult things" that my kid self wouldn't even understand like how candy and soda were actually not so great, and that sunscreen is pretty important, and brushing your teeth really well is pretty important.

I'll catch myself from time to time telling my niece or nephew or baby cousins the same things and I have to realize that they probably don't believe me, because what's better than candy and soda? And as a kid, I felt invincible, and I think a lot of children think that.

The other day I called my nephew to tell him happy birthday for his 6th birthday. He was at the aquarium with his parents and sister, and I told him, "can you believe you are 6 years old now". Time moves too fast, too fast for me. But in those rare instances, there are those days that go by so slow and I cherish those days as if it's the last time it will ever be like that.

Time isn't so scary, I just need to tame it.