Each year, Time moves faster. Each year, it's over before it even really began. My life is so dull, for the most part, that I cannot even remember much of what came between January 1st and December 31st.

I've never been good at marking milestones anyway, really. People ask me "When" questions, and I am never sure of the answers at all. I think they must think I am senile, but it's really just that Time has never been something to quantify or try to capture.