Dear Readers, Time is not a measure, it is a being. A living, breathing, bipolar being. I swear it has a personality. Multiple, actually. One minute, Time can be your best friend and another your worst enemy. It likes to mess with you too, that Time. It makes you think you’ll have lots of it and then, out of nowhere, it’s gone. And yet, it’s always there. It’s enough to drive anyone mad. Here are some of the lessons I’ve learned about Time : 1) Time really does fly when you’re having fun. It’s one of life’s cruellest realities, right…
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