Time

It is hard to believe that three months have passed since my last post..reminds me how fast "time" goes..

In a matter of a short time I found a great job, moved in with my great boyfriend and missed a long flight to Israel. Of course so much else has occured but these dutches make me forget..

So I have to wonder--
Where does time go?

I've found I work better NOT on a schedule and the clock doesn't match my life or amibitions. I'm better defined outside the lines between the hours on a clock and the ticks of a watch..but measurement aside, time still escapes me. I plan for the future and think about the past, forgetting the present still haunts me because for some damn reason I feel stuck in the middle between two unknown poles of existence and where time is strictly this instant and where its going and where its been aren't nearly as important as WHERE ITS AT.