Oh, Look, Some Time Has Passed!

Can you believe that some time has passed since we last saw each other? Crazy, right?! And the weirdest part is that it feels like no time has passed at all, even though time has totally passed since we last met up. I just can’t get over this.

Honestly, it’s unbelievable that we live in the same city and we only see each other every this amount of time. It’s so sad that we don’t see each other more times! Remember when we used to live closer a bit of time ago and we’d see each other more times? That was fun, huh? But that was at a time when we could afford to live closer. It’s shocking to me that this city is changing as time passes!

I wonder how Jenny and Christina are doing now that time has passed since we last saw them. I bet they look older, since gravity’s been weighing down on their faces for some period of time. And then there’s Franklin, Max, Sarah, Paula, Katie, Jeremy, Brett . . . I mean, think about all the people we haven’t seen since some time has gone by! Are you thinking about it? It’s wild.

And remember how much fun it was when we did that fun thing together that one time? When was that, exactly? Like, that much time ago? Or wait, no, it was this amount of time ago. Or maybe it was this amount of time ago plus a little more time? No, actually, you’re right, it was that amount of time ago.

But, really, I had so much fun hanging out this time! Maybe once some more time passes we’ll do something fun like this again. What do you say? I bet some stuff will happen by the time we get around to doing that fun thing, and then we can reminisce about how much time has passed since we talked about doing that thing that we’ll do! And then I bet that even more time will pass after we do that fun thing, and then some more time after that. And then we’ll keep talking about the passage of time over and over again until so much time has passed that we’ll stop existing as physical beings altogether!

What I’m trying to say is, I’m so glad we’ve become the type of friends who constantly remind each other of the heartless, rabid beast that is time, the cruel entity that wrinkles our skin and slowly deteriorates our minds, while ticking ever onward, senselessly, into the infinite abyss.

So fun!

Anyway, see you once some more time passes!



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