So back in my school days anytime I had something unpleasant coming up like a final, paper, speech, etc. I would tell myself over and over 'by this time next month I'll be done...by this time next week I'll be done...by this time tomorrow I'll be done' and on and on until whatever it was that I was dreading had passed. It didn't really make time pass faster but just helped to remind me that this too will pass. So on my drive home tonight I couldn't help but think...'by this time next week I'll be done.' Only this time I'm wishing that time would actually slow down a bit. No actually, slow down a lot. Days are just flying by lately. I'm ready to be done with work but I just don't know how to say goodbye. A preview of things to come I guess. Trying to say goodbye's. Tonight in the car just thinking about next Monday made me sad.