How some day's feel.

Time flies quickly like a bullet, one moment, you're writing something, the next, you're in bed, thinking of how quickly the day went by fast. Time flies slowly like a snail, one moment, you just woke up, the next, you're taking a shower. Sometimes I wish I could control how fast or slow the day goes by, because it's a nightmare knowing what tomorrow may bring. Or may be a blessing. I want to stay up all night, not wanting to go to sleep.