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[frito_bandito]

Have you ever waited for something for a long time, only to find that what was long to you passed in the blink of an eye for someone else? Or perhaps you knew this as the time passed, that it was barely passing at all for someone else. This year has gone by so quickly, but the past few days have been an eternity. It's so... odd. Perplexing. While thoughts may lie with others, the imbalance of this process may result in unequal passage of time, it would seem almost literally. Or perhaps we are all infinitely stuck in this process, but rarely in such a fashion that a constant sense of time is achieved. Yet when this does happen, as it is bound to at least once in most people's lives, time is also infinitely inconstant - it both races along and creeps along slowly, simultaneously. But either way, it's good. It's better than this sense of chronological deception, that's for sure. This is the essence of the absence of life.

I guess my point is... I hate math, about as much as I hate spiders and monkeys combined, not to mention spider monkeys. That's saying something.