how time passes

waking up at 10am to the sound of a storm is almost desirable. the cars on the road are going swoosh over and over again.

time seems to have decide to move incredibly fast now, because it has already been two weeks since seibu stopped by, and then it has been almost just as long since i fell down and cut myself all over.

it's quite scary how july is comng so quickly. i think it has to do with living a life in chunks of seven days.

and that is how time passes.