I don't know what's happening to me anymore... I can't concentrate anymore. Everything's moving so fast, it's almost like it's spinning... Is this normal? Is any of this even real?
When I was a child, time seemed to drag on. I could count the minutes on the clock as the seconds slowly ticked away... Back then, an hour -even a day- was a long time.
The adults around me use to go on about how quickly time flew by, but this wasn't something that my younger self could possibly understand, and it wasn't something I cared about either. In fact, the very Idea of being as old as my grandmother, let alone even thirty, seemed a far away and impossible thing. The only thing that really plagued me was that I...