tick tock....tick tock!

I think my internal clock is changing... seems like just yesterday I could fall asleep before my head hit the pillow at 10:30 or 11 pm. Now, I'm lucky to get to sleep before midnight...and I wake up every night at 2 a.m. or 4 am....why is that? I've also been having very graphic dreams, none of which I can remember after breakfast. I used to always remember my dreams, I think I'm losing it.

But I will say that the once obnoxious phrase of "Just wait till you get older, time goes by faster than you can imagine"...is so true, it's scary.

I remember being in 5th grade, standing in the Wood's elementary playground in a crazed dead stare at Chaffin Junior High thinking 'I will never get there!' (for those of you not from Ft. Smith, Woods Elementary school, grades 1st-6th, was squished right up against the junior high school 'Chaffin' grades 7th-9th, on a huge acreage of land. I always thought it to be strange that they were so close to one another)

Thinking back, time seemed to stand still, especially 5th-6th grade, those years stand out as the most stagnant years of my life. I used to bring Jolly Ranchers to Ms. Douglas's 4th grade class everyday to pass the time (and mostly to rebel cause candy was not allowed). Each day I brought 4 of them. Why 4? Let me explain....well morning recess wasn't until 10:30....so from 8:00 -10:30 a.m. I would try to slip in a jolly rancher. Then after morning recess we had 2 more hours until lunch, which at the time seemed like eternity....so another chance for me to eat another jolly rancher to pass the time, from noon to 2 pm (afternoon recess) another jolly rancher, from 2:30-3:30 the last and final jolly rancher which meant only one thing- school was almost out for the day! This crazy A.D.D. obsession went on until the dreaded Mrs. Avery's class - 7th grade History....she was a freaking psychic! I literally would be attempting to put in the jolly rancher in my mouth and out of nowhere she would 'politely' yell at me to 'spit it out'. (she never was really that mean, she was disgustingly nice, actually) I'm not really sure how she managed to catch me, but I never got away with candy in her classroom. And if you can believe it or not, I never had a cavity until I was 22! Anyways, the point being to my story: Time Flies! Now I get to work, attend morning clinical report, see a few patients... look up and it's noon- 'what the heck'- go back to work, attend a family care conference, see a few more patients...look up- it's 5pm...everyday, the same thing, I'm constantly amazed by the speed of time.

Who would've known that 15 years later I would be begging to add a couple of hours to my day.