There's this strange habit I have. When there's a lull in my thoughts and I happen to know what time it is, I will calculate where I will be or where I have been at that exact time plus or minus 12 hours. Usually twelve. Sometimes 24. If I'm looking forward to something particularly exciting, it can stretch to 36 or 48 hours. Like, "Only 30 hours until I see..." Then the calculation expands to "6 of those hours will be for sleeping and 7 of them will be for school, so..." Or, "At this time tomorrow..."
Like right now. It's Tuesday the 18th, half past noon. Twelve hours ago I was asleep: I went to bed early because World of Warcraft was denying me my server and I didn't feel like being awake anymore. Twelve hours from now, I bet I'll still be up. There's a lot I want to do after work. Twenty four hours ago, I was glazing a few of my ceramic pieces and nearly dropped one in the bucket. A week ago, I had barely been awake for an hour and was nestled between two sources of warmth in my partner-in-crime's art room.
How time changes.
Madness? Maybe.
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Not madness, just a way of knowing you are certain you existed and will exist <(^^)> and maybe, if you are challenging enough, if you exist presently!
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