Time

Have you ever wondered why time slows down when we are looking forward to something but speeds up when we wish it would freeze? I can't figure it out. Maybe if I convince myself that I didn't want my husband to come home time would speed up like it did when he left.
I don't understand why having a good time makes life seem shorter whereas being miserable makes it longer. Isn't life supposed to be a blessing? A gift? Something to enjoy. And yet the more you enjoy it the quicker it slips through your fingers.
I'm usually pretty good at understanding that there is a reason for everything but my brain is stumped on this one.
I had this theory once. When time seemed to be crawling it meant that someone desperately needed more time. Whatever the reason, to spend with a loved one maybe, they wished that time would slow down. It must have been very important because not only did their time slow down but everyone else's as well. Same for time speeding up. It helped me take a breath and relax instead of complaining about it. If my time had to slow down so that someone else could enjoy an important moment longer than I was honored to do so.
It's way better than just thinking time slows down when we anticipate something right? Plus it makes you wonder if our time speeding up is father time's way of catching us up? Yea, I bet your brain is working now huh?
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Anyways, my point is that time never fails to stop when I desperately want it to run.