Rant number 230
Time can be a bit of a bitch really. Sometimes it plods along, sometimes it flies by. Our perceptions shift, time shifts too. It's a bit of a bitch really.
People always say that time is a healer you know - and its true. As well as being a healer though - it can hurt you, it can ruin you and it can eventually kill you.
What I'm really referring to is the deficit between misfortunes happening and the resulting mess being cleaned up.
My car for example. It took seconds from me seeing that sheep in the road, to me booting my brakes, to my car striking the poor animal. It's taken weeks however to accumulate parts, get them to my address and get them fitted (it looks like it could finally be done on Tuesday.)
Then there are things like broken bones. You brake a bone in a fraction of a second but have to heal it over months. It's really not on you know!
It's like falling from the road to a pot-hole far below. You slide down quick - hoping not to get too badly hurt when you finally reach the bottom, then you've got to claw your way out, step by agonising step. Time can be a bitch like that.
I'd just love things to be the opposite. Why can't problems be repaired quickly. Made better quickly. Why can things not be resolved nicely?
It's most exasperating.
Rant over.
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