When I was sick minutes turned into hours and days seemed to skip by. Months turned into years and most of it was time I couldn’t account for.
I miss the quick pace of the illness at times.
Now that I’m healthy I look at the clock numerous times a day as the minutes slowly creep by. It’s a thousand times as hard to feel every minute when the days are long and difficult. Being sick meant not fully processing information (good and bad). Sometimes not fully grasping a situation can keep you a float.