And The Winner Is: Time

Time is about the strangest thing there is. It changes pace, its warps and bends, it can be heavy, it can fly, it can be wasted, or it can be the only thing that matters. Its measurable and ethereal. Time can run out, it can be on our side, or it can be the enemy. This weekend was a perfect example of how time can be the greatest trickster ever!

On Friday night time moved at the speed of light for me. The 30's swing bash at Gatsby's was really nice. What great music! Of course I had a slight wardrobe panic. For an insane moment I thought about going shopping. Thankfully, I reconsidered, and just went to enjoy the event. And enjoy it I did, until it was time to race home, change clothes, and go the next party!

Then, in what seemed like the blink of an eye, the the party at the Jazz Cat was in full swing! Three hours just flew by. It was such fun. We had a lot of new visitors to the club. And of course, our Infomaniacs! It took me about two hours to realize that I was hogging the mic, it seemed like 15 minutes. (Feel free to boot me out of there if you want to sing). It wasn't until my fingers started to ache that I realized how long we had been there!

Saturday dawned in RL. (Time spent sleeping is the oddest of all, no sense of it passing. Just close your eyes, and when you open them again, poof, hours have gone by. Hours spent with insomnia cannot be described without using words like glacial or molasses). I had a meeting in SL at one pm. It had been three weeks since the previous meeting, and I had not done my homework! Where did that time go? So then, I had to spend a few torturous minutes begging forgiveness and promising to do better.

Saturday evening is lost to memory. A topic for another post. I think I actually logged off for a while. If anyone knows what I did, please remind me. LOL!

Sunday I did some RL yard work. Which is of course synonymous with eternity. Then back to SL for another meeting! (Meetings are better in SL. Its not necessary to govern your expression at all times). And before I knew it, it was dinner time!

A friend suggested that some quiet time might be just the thing. We fantasized about it for a while. No notices, no IMs, no chats, no nothing. Of course we might have set busy for a while, but my goodness, what might be missed? We could have logged off, but then we would miss even more. Its like being a small child unwilling to run home for lunch, something might happen while you are gone.

Time will win in the end. And that's fine with me as long as I can spend time with you, here in SL.

HJ

An adage worth remembering: Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.