Slow dancing to fast music

You ever get that feeling, where when you look back at something, it seems to have come and gone so quickly, but you recall the many days of waiting where it seemed like it would never get here? Yes. 5 days until Christmas and tomorrow's my birthday. And I'm realizing, what's so important about one birthday, or one Christmas? Sure, it's exciting now, but our toys will break, our new clothes will wear out, and in January we'll all be just as tired and grumpy as we were in November. But there is something different about now, just as there is something different about this year. Time flies when you're living, but I suppose in death, time stands still out of necessity. Sometimes I wish that things meant more than they do.