Everything is relative.
One thing that excites somebody will be utter boredom for another.
One man's music is another man's noise.
One person's job is another person's nightmare.
Time is relative. We perceive time differently at different moods, different seasons, different ages. Time flies like an ephemeral zephyr when we're happy, when the spring of day is filled with fun things to do, when life is at its peak. Time stretches like the long shadows of dusk when we're depressed, in the cold loneliness of winter, when life dwindles at crossroads.
Tomorrow, most of the people here will be away on holidays.
And I will be enjoying the company of one.
Everything is relative.
. Arigato .
Thursday, June 28
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