I feel like I’ve reached a turning point this summer. For most of August I felt like I’d had enough of doing nothing and was ready for the summer to end. But now that I’m only a week away from university, I really don’t want it to end so soon.
However, the only possible ways to actually make time slow down would be to radically increase the gravity of the earth, or travel around at the speed of light. In both of those cases the desired intent would not be achieved because the perception of time passing would also be slowed, so it’s not realistic. Maybe what I should be doing live the next week watching the kettle boil, but then I’m wasting time.
All of the pond fish died within ten days after being released outside. Dad thinks their deaths were related to the PH levels, since the mesh net placed over the pond is still intact. My parents went to Halifax and Dad got two more, bigger (and hopefully healthier) goldfish to replace the ones that died.