Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.
When you’re engaged in what you love to do, it’s like driving in the fast lane. Time flies by and more roads open up to you, alternate routes you may not have even known existed.
Time flows in strange ways on Sundays, and sights become mysteriously distorted.
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