Moving On

Today, after almost two months, I took down my birthday cards - and that was only really because a few of them had started falling down.  It gave the message that perhaps it was time to take them down.  It was quite a sad moment really - it is no longer my birthday, in fact, it was so long ago, that it won't be long before I'm looking forward to the next birthday (though Christmas is coming first - sorry, just had to scare you there).  But it is surprising how fast time seems to move.  When you are living it, the time seems to take forever, every moment is excruciatingly long (unless you are lucky enough to be enjoying that particular moment and then, I'll admit, it can go fast).  But before you know it, the end of uni is upon you (ok, so I have another year but I now have three months of no uni, no commitments), the next year and life has moved on.  So we can choose to stay locked up in memories or embrace the present (including all those moments you wish would hurry up and be over) and the future.  We don't know what will happen and I appreciate having something to look forward to - I don't know where I'll be in 5, 10 years time and I don't want to know because, for me, knowing takes away some of the discovery of life.