In Ten Years

I was setting some goals the other day and I remembered some case management training I received when I was working for Goodwill that showed the most effective goals have tangible timelines. So I started thinking about long-term goals, where do I want to be in five years? Ten?

Then I realized that in ten years I'll be a month and a half away from my fortieth birthday.

And I'll have a teenager.

Then I had to stop.

How does life move so damn fast? How can (the average lifespan of) 70 years go so quickly and seem so long all at once?

I think I'll go cuddle my baby now because I'm pretty sure she'll be graduating from high school tomorrow.