Somewhere along the way distances became shorter and time speeded up. Ten miles used to be ten miles. Now it's like crossing the street. A week was a long time but now Christmas was yesterday and it's almost June today. Somewhere along the way we stopped talking to each other. I've forgotten how to have a real conversation. After about two sentences I have nothing left to say. Somewhere along the way the past ceased to matter. It is almost as if the past never happened. All that matters is right now. Somewhere along the way things changed. I used to sort of know where things stood. Now I'm not much sure of anything.