A friend is visiting . We lived together in Ethiopia a long time ago, in 2009 or 2010, I can't remember. Maybe even 2008. One of those years. Even after I moved out, we saw each other periodically whenever I went there for work, but we never really keep in touch in between. She now lives in the US, but we haven't seen each other in a long time. Still, when she got here, we just immediately picked up where we left off, in the way that is so comfortable with old friends. But catching up with her I realized with shock how little my life has changed since I last saw her in 2013. It's frightening. Where did the time go? Do other people feel like that? Like time is racing past but nothing is changing? I don't like it. I need to deal with this.

I bought beers I like and put them in the fridge and I keep thinking how much I want one. I am drinking water so I don't go there. It's 12:30, and I have things to do today and there are a lot of beers in the fridge and that way lies much fun today and much recrimination tomorrow.

12:24 p.m. - 2016-05-14