Believe it or not, it’s May
already.
We’re already five months into
2014, and yet sometimes I still forget it isn’t 2013 anymore. For instance, every
time I remove the battery or SIM card on my beat up old Nokia, I get prompted
to reset the time when I switch it on again.
I continuously find myself always
having travel to settings immediately after. You know why; to find the “Time
and Date” option and change the year to 2014 again.
Nope, I still haven’t settled. As
far as I’m concerned, I’ll only truly feel the 2014 vibe somewhere in September.
By that point, January will roll around in the blink of an eye and I’ll be
stuck till September 2015 writing down 2014 as the date everywhere I go.
The circles of life are many, my
friend. This particular one is a regular of mine.
A couple of weeks ago, I’m
getting on the bus to town and I notice N’s younger brother there. I decide to
go sit by him, and we begin to chat.
I ask him what’s new, and he tells
me that he has his exams coming up this May. I sympathize with the guy. After all,
that was me five years ago, worrying about my first big paper. But even as I
say the right things, inside my head I’m going, “Aw, the wee wittle kid, still
having his wee wittle…”
That’s when I literally stopped
in mid-thought there, because a memory hit me so hard, it felt like I had just
gotten a whack on the back of the head with a rolled up newspaper.
