I changed my blog name just a few minutes ago – I enjoyed “turnthisway” but it didn’t fully resonate with me. turn which way? and toward what? the phrase came from a song by the Decemberists called “Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect” which I certainly still enjoy but again, the name wasn’t resonating. While chatting with a friend online tonight, my name was misspelled from Christine to Christime. Simple mistake, really, the letters M and N are right next to each other, but my mind instantly clicked with the word time and the irony of including my name within it.
I could go on about the word time and how it currently fits in my life (too much time, not enough time, not using my time, wasting time, time flying, time standing still) but regardless, time it is.