We were/are in a system wide depressive state when we wrote this, but it's true....time is flying with our memories being all segmented and chopped to bits and pieces. We barely remember yesterday let alone weeks to years.

Y'all know we switch a hundred times a day....it's like putting memories through a paper shredder and throwing it all in a dumpster, then having to find the pieces in order again.

And yes, the frustration felt is the same. So, to stay sane, we try to ignore the past and live in the ever flying present.