Time
Time and I have never been the best friends....or no, that is not entirely true;
The clock and I have never been best friends.
Long did I live by the clock; everything had to be punctual and on time.
I was the type of person with who you would make an appointment at 12.00 hour and I would turn up at 11.45...
And when the other person wasn't there at 12.01, it could bring me to a point of infuriating frustration.
Time flew by so fast and I could almost "see" the end of it....never enough time, everything planned.
It annoyed me, but it annoyed a lot of people around me even more.
I was the friend that would call you if you're still coming........5 minutes after the clock struck 12.....
It could ruin my whole day...
After my first trip, I had the feeling I was in that forrest for 6 months.....
I knew it was "just" around 4 hours, but I could not shake of the feeling I was away for 6 months. I truly experienced it that way.
Of course I shook it of as "it only felt like that", i could never be true, else my partner would have gone mad...
Imagine your partner going out for a trip, expecting him or her back in a few hours, and then nothing for 6 months.
It would feel like ages I suppose....
("feel like...")
Now I can use the phrase "when I got older"......
When I got older, I was overthinking my life:
what happened, what did I do, how long did it all took and something strange occurred to me:
I had a period in my life which was great: a lot happened, I had the "party-life" sort to say.
And it took about 10 years.....really, I would tell that to anyone that wanted to hear it, and well, also if they didn't.
Because, hey, it was the best time of my life....
10 whole years!!
Alright, still here reading? That's cool, I'd imagine up till this point it wasn't very interesting....
The time I describe above, the 10 years, the best years of my life, took place between 2001 and 2004....
I know I suck at math, but I can see that that makes just 3 years.....
When I got that straight, it blew my mind.
I never thought about thinking about that time in actual years, because in my reality it was really 10 years.
And till this very moment of writing, I still feel it like it was 10 years, even knowing it was just 3 years.
The 3 years is somehow unrealistic for me. It is not possible, and yet, the 10 years aren't possible....or are they?
In the next few days I will be writing a theory about this phenomenon.
I will not yet claim it to be new, but I think I am onto something.
When I get it in some straight understandable sentences I will share it with you all.
For now it is just scribbling, and I need to put in down in a way, that people can understand where I am going to and can give me some nice feedback or critics....or maybe even blow my theory into oblivion for ages to come......or 2 years to come....
please don't expect some mathematical explanation of it like you see in movies or how Einstein did explain it.
For I am not a Ph.D. Philosopher, but just a someone that thinks a lot about a lot and tries to write down his thoughts for you.
I hope that I can interest a few people that doe know about these things and help me work out the theory further on with their views, and knowledge.
Thanks for the interest, stay tuned and enjoy your Time