stuck in time..??

so, it’s been a while since i’ve written in my very own blog, but as it happens, time is once again being my enemy/frenemy. well, not completely, but it’s easier to lay blame on something that can’t verbally argue back, but it can pay me back in ways that will show (let’s not mention that new wrinkle in my forehead..) i chalk this relationship up to a ‘love-hate’ correlation.

do you ever have the feeling time just flies by, slows down to a snails’ crawl or just seems stuck..? have you ever had them all seem to happen at the same time..? well, to put this in perspective, this morning as i was driving to work (by the way, i’ve put in my order to Santa for a shiny new red helicopter for that easy, breezy ride to work next year), i was not surprisingly stuck in a pocket of traffic; the speed was so slow the car was just idling forward. but what felt like a two hour stand-still was only a two minute time span..? how can that happen..? what happened..? anyone please chime in if they have a reasonable explanation. don’t even try the alien thing.. there was no room for their space ship on the freeway to land or even hover.

as i now realized i still had another twenty minutes to go before i arrived at my destination, i began to think of what might have happened during that two minute/two hour time ‘blip(?)’.. could all of that ‘fly-by’ time as well as all the ‘snail time’ be accumulated in some time continuum account and in order to balance out the cosmic universe, i was put in a state of ‘freeze’ for an indeterminate amount of time..? okay, i’m turning a little science fiction weird at the moment, but what could explain the blip..?

i know there are some of you who would say i am putting w-a-y too much thought and energy into this, but, the way my mind wanders and works, i’m not giving this enough thought. okay, i’ll put this in another perspective. (you can toss tomatoes at me later. make sure none land in the vicinity of my mouth or you will face the consequence of an ‘exorcist-like’ projectile vomit episode – yeah, i know it’s gross, that’s my point..)

maybe it’s just my overall impatience and frustration which makes time stand still, my eagerness or stress-free moment that time seems to fly by and those moments when i’m not sure if i’m impatient or carefree when time seems to be stuck, sort of like letting me enjoy or contemplate my own ‘stolen’ moments. see, that came to mind without the aid of science fiction geekology or the belief of ufo-logy or even the smoke filled crystal ball of madame sasha. in a moment of clarity or peace, i just let myself think it’s a moment given to me by God to allow me a time to chat with him and re-align myself.