Isn't it just amazing how time flies?

It feels like ages have passed since high school, yet only a few years have gone by.  Even this year has gone by so fast itself.  Wasn't it just yesterday that this year began?  It feels that a lifetime ago I started at the university that I'm at, but it hasn't been quite a year yet.  This summer feels like it just started yesterday, yet at the same time it's been here for years (that might be due to the relentless heat of summer).

Before I know it my senior year of college will begin and time will pick up speed, or slow dramatically with my anticipation.  Either way this rite of passage grows less distant every day.

Don't really know if there was a point to this.  Other than my nostalgia and being mesmerized by my own perception of time.