WELP. I am now caught up completely with Sleepy Hollow. With that, I’m going to bed.
You know what thry say, time marches to the beat of its own drum. The disconcerting thing of course being that in that when you’re in it, seconds can drag on for an eternity, but when you look back on it it’s gone in the blink of an eye.
This is very true, also very eloquent.
My bff’s eldest child’s birthday was a few days ago. I thought he was five…he’s seven. SEVEN FUCKING YEARS OLD, SEEEEVVVVVEEEENNNN.
I was the third person to know that child was conceived, she knew first (obvs), then the daddy, then me and THAT WAS OVER SEVEN YEARS AGO WHAT!?
Shit, I paused this episode of Sleepy Hollow three hours ago and forgot to go back.