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Time is Relative.

I’ve officially been living in New York City for a month now.

I have been living here for 4 weeks- 30 days-720 hours.

Nope.

No matter how I do the math, it still feels like I’ve been living here for 3 days.

These past few weeks have flown by-probably because of the whirlwind of activity I’ve experienced.

I started classes, I met tons of new people, I ran around for fashion week, I enjoyed a random street fair on my avenue, I’ve seen a couple movies, I listened to a few guest lecturers, I (fun Grossman) went out for my roommates birthday, I did some shopping, I met with my program director, I read and took a lot of notes for my classes, I did a few assignments, and I have taken a few days to sit back and watch tv in my PJs.

Somehow, I feel like I did all of that in 3 days.

I guess the old adage, “time flies when you’re having fun” is true. Or maybe what they say about time flying when you get older is true… Whether it’s one or the other, I can’t believe how fast this month has gone by.

Well, it felt like time was speeding by… until I woke up this morning.

This morning I woke up knowing that I will be home in less than a week.

In 5 days- 120 hours- 7200 minutes, I will back in Toronto for a visit.

Why? Whyyyyy is it that when you are excited beyond belief for something, it seems so much farther out of your reach?!

It’s been a month since I’ve been in my house, spent time with my mom and brother, or seen my boyfriend. I was fine with it until this morning.

Right now, itfeels like I’m running a race and I’m at the end and I can see the finish line straight ahead, but I am so exhausted, so drained, so tried, that getting to that line seems impossible. Luckily, I can’t stop time so I will get to the finish line eventually… it just feels like forever away.

It’s only a Saturday away.

Am I nuts?

This feeling kind of makes me wonder if I should position myself to constantly be looking forward to something big. I mean, the feeling is overwhelmingly stressful and draining, but I know it’s worth it. Most of all, I know it slows down time.

Figuratively speaking, of course.

According to my clock, I’ve been writing this blog post for half an hour-30 minutes- 1800 seconds.

It feels like I’ve been writing it for 2 hours.

Saturday cannot come soon enough.

What are you looking forward to?

Jessica Grossman
info@uncoverostomy.org
1Comment
  • Ashley
    Posted at 05:31h, 04 October

    Looking forward to my 24 Birthday in December. I know it may sound dumb, but after all I've been through this year. (J-Pouch take down that was not successful. Had to have a new stoma created. Now it is a waiting game to see what happens with the J-Pouch.) I am looking forward to hopefully making it to another year. Heck, last year I thought I would not see 23. My UC stopped responding to treatment and my body was failing fast. It took a lot to build it back up. I am still healing and struggling with the effects UC had on my body.

    I do hope to someday make it back to university. I only have 17 credits left to get my degree. I have been so busy with healing that going back has not yet been an option.