I can't believe it's been two weeks. I thought it was like three or four days.
Well, either I've been abducted by aliens, or the fact that my life is relatively pointless is really having a detrimental effect on my sense of time.
I realized recently that I've lived in this house for 18 months now. ...and over that time, so little has happened that I could just as easily have believed that it had only been six months and I was just confused about what year it was.
I remember a time when waiting for a day to pass seemed like an eternity. Now a year passes and I hardly even notice.