Years pass very quickly, don’t they? PY and I went to dinner last night with some friends. We have been friends since our university days and, last night, the old photographs came out. We all sat around having a laugh at the state we were in for four years. When you look back, in many ways, they were much more carefree days and I got to wondering where the time had gone. It was more-or-less ten years ago when we all left and headed out with hopes and dreams into the big wide world. Life has been good to me but I do note that, back then, I had no clue about what was coming up in my life. I had no clue that the internet would change the way I do a lot of things.
What shocked me most, of course, was the realisation that it actually was ten years ago. It seems much less and that’s what set off the chain of melancholy. Have I regretted anything over the last ten years? No, I can honestly say that I haven’t. I enjoy my life and feel very privileged to have good friends and colleagues. Nevertheless, ten years has passed and that is a long time. It reminds me that our years here are limited and I must continue to make the most every day. Funny, how these thoughts enter your head.