Time is weird…
it rushes past you at times, leaving you trying to grab the seconds as they flow out through your fingers…
it comes to a grinding halt at times, making you long for a time where you’d be able to spend it together…
Time which never seems to be enough when we are having fun…
Futures that seem a lifetime away, looking ahead…
Memories from a different life, years past, that seem no more than a couple of weeks old…
3 years ago, 3 odd “bros”… Excited and anxious at what the future might hold.
3 years later, the trio separated in time… And equally in space…
It feels a bit weird to be melancholic midway through a transition like this. Usually sentimentality is reserved for crossroads… Then again, I never was one for good timing.