It's all relative

Last night I was chatting with a friend lamenting that my boyfriend and I had only about 6 more weeks together until we both moved to opposite sides of the United States.

And we both commented how ironic it was that just 6 months ago, when I was waiting mid-January for the return of my boyfriend, that 6 weeks seemed like an eternity, and I wanted time to speed up.

And now I want time to slow down. And six weeks will seem like a blink of the eye.