Where Has Time Gone? A Year Ago This Time… A Year From Now?
Don’t you get moments where you think to yourself, boy oh boy where has time gone? Moments where… it is as if yesterday that the lingering fragrance of memories used to hang? Moments where, leading up to this piece of tasteful, nostalgic pie, you anticipate — even in your dreams — yet, find yourself reminiscing about it a year later and wonder… where has time gone?
A year ago today, March 8, 2007, I went on a band trip to Italy (trip itinerary). Without a doubt, one of the most memorable trips of my lifetime: memorable not only because of the beauties of the culture, landscape that I had witnessed, not only because of the fun and excitement shared with friends and strangers, not only because of falling ill halfway through the trip, catching chick-pox, and not seeing the Roman Forums or the Colosseum, but all the more memorable because of the realization that time has flew through my fingers, out of my grasp, my reach, within the blink of an eye. I’d really like to return to Venice one day. I’d love to see the streets of Rome, the ancient Forums, the Colosseum.
Yet, these moments are behind us.
A year ago today, my sympathetic system was working hard — epinephrine pumping, blood pressure on the rise, heart rate increasing — to accommodate the stress and excitement awaiting on the trip. Never for a second did I pause and wonder: where will I be a year from now?
It’s truly an intimidating thought to be looking ahead a year from now. Yet, as history has proven to us time and time again 
, time really does fly. Never for a moment when I was in first grade did I anticipate walking into the doors of grade eight. Through out the years in high school, I have never really imagined where I would be a year, two years, three years from the present. Boarding the Air Canada flight to Toronto, flying to Frankfurt, Germany, transferring to Milan, Italy, never for a second did I imagine myself sitting at the keyboard reflecting back on the trip a year in the future.
Time does not fly — it sprints through a marathon. Or, does it waltz?
Reader's Comments
haha YES!!! sympathetic system!!
Time is counting down… how do we balance between doing everything, or as much as we can, with savouring each moment? How do we read all the books in the library and yet appreciating each syllable?
“Time will say nothing but I told you so” - W.D. Auden
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W. H. Auden*
Indeed, Time waltz, It is elegant as it travels through and through the obstacles that life presents.
To savour each moment, we do it to the best of our abilities with passion.
Time in a capsule, we look into the future and wonder, how long we really have, to do the studies we want, to do the learning we want.
Gain the experience that life has to offer.
Memories is what keeps us going.
- I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing - T.S. Eliot
With that, we wonder things that may seem significant but in reality is none at all.
Effort and passion is what keeps the things we do seem possible and lively, and keeps life going.
I like your ending- very creative!
I think it’s very interesting how you touched upon something that everyone else acknowledges, but give no further thought to. I also like Dion’s quote.
What kind of site is this?
P.S.- I never knew that “flied” was a word. Indeed, you do learn something new everyday, haha.
Yes, life is a journey.
The most significant time is the moment when we look back to the paths behind us ……. Sunshine or storm, Waltz or Blues, up or down, we made it, and the experiences become treasure in our lives.
Main Entry:
fly
Pronunciation:
\?fl?\
Function:
verb
Inflected Form(s):
flew \?flü\; flown \?fl?n\; fly·ing
Thanks for all the feedback!
charlotte, flied is not a word. but if you did pick it up as a habit and use it on your essay, you can just tell your english teacher that you learnt it from eastwood.
eastwood i agree. i had something interesting to show you..
Time is nothing but an illusion.
I feel like that all the time. The start of this year has just flown past.
Wisdom, is that a wise thing to say time is an illusion?
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