This is a very strange day for me. It seems the older I get, the more days run together.
When I was a child, it would take forever to get to Christmas. Now, I wonder why we even take the tree down, just throw a sheet over it.
When I was a child, Summer was a long time. We were released from school before Memorial Day and did not go back to school until after Labor Day. Now, school starts in August, earlier every year!!
When I was a child, I went to bed earlier and got up earlier. The days were longer. Now, I go to bed much later and get up at different times. The days are shorter in spite of 'day light savings time'.
Life is strange. It's too long. Then it's too short.
Since they are too short, I wonder why we only get one?