Some days time flys, though I can’t say what kind of bird it flys like.
I suppose that it might fly more like an airplane, or a helicopter.
Tonight I’m asking your thoughts of this subject. How do you think time flys? Like an eagle, swift and gracefully.
Like a crow, jumping from place to place in search of food.
Like a jet? Like a bi-plane?
Slow and clumsy like a chicken?
Or is time more like a penguine? Flightless?
Let me know what you think.
Thanks for reading my rambling thought.
“Time flies like the wind; fruit flies like a banana.” -Groucho Marx
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Groucho Marx was a man ahead of his time.
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Reblogged this on theowlladyblog.
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not entirely sure how it flies, though not faster than the speed of light, but I do know that time is on our side, or so the Rolling, (though not flying) Stones assure me
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It might not be faster than the speed of light, but some days it sure feels like it.
It’s been said a rolling stone gathers no moss, but I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before it would happen.
Thanks for reading my blog!
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thanks for the experience
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