Friday, May 15, 2009


Short of travel at very high velocities, I suppose there's not much we can do to affect the rate of time's march. Doesn't always seem like time passes at a uniform rate though. Lately, I've had plenty of time to think about time.

Slow time is in transit.
Fast time is the destination.
Slow time is in the open waiting to get shot at.
Fast time is getting shot at in the open.
Slow time is meetings.
Fast time is offhand encounters.
Slow time is waiting on a medevac.
Fast time is adjusting mortars.
Slow time is behind a covered position while it gets peppered with bullets.
Fast time is behind a covered position peppering the mountainside with bullets.
Slow time is shopping.
Fast time is all those other moments with family and friends.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Love this. It just seems to put it all into this thing we call life. Fast time sure is moments with family and friends. Bernie Phillips dropped dead last night, May 25th. Just saw him at a meeting at 7:40 pm. We got to share a hug and some encouragement. Fine man. Great loss to the programs. We never know when our number is called, and you don't have to be in a war zone to be suddenly called UP. Cherish today. Love you. MOM