Two-thousand-what?!

For some weird reason, I still haven’t gotten used to the fact that it already is 2005. Sometimes I still catch myself writing down 2004. When in a few months, its already going to be 2006.

It’s all moving too fast for me, I seem to have a rather hard time catching up. Catching up, or trying mighty hard not to let time move past, and obviously failing?

Here I go again catching myself fixated over the past, and unbelievably doing nothing about it.

Unfinished book to date: Peter Pan.