The passing of the days is bringing closer all the events of summer. The time for fairs, farmers markets, music festivals and finding new things everyday. When we were in school it was the marking of another passing year. That year was done and things would never be the same. Where that summer took you was all that mattered. The new school year would mean all new classes, teachers, friends and things changed so quickly. It was quick but time moved so slow then. It was live for the moment. The older I get the more I take in each moment, I can't seem to live in them like those days but I do try. Time moves so fast now. A ride on the Zipper might be 5 minutes and now I would have to snap right back into life. Those younger days the 5 minutes meant everything and each scream in slow motion. I can't wait to ride one of these this summer and try to snap back to 7th grade.