Time.
An object of subjectivity.
They say time waits for no man.
I say not necessaraly.
How can it be that it only felt like yesterday when I entered primary school 10 years ago, whereas it felt like an age since I went for my NUS audition, which was actually only slightly more than a month ago?
I can't explain that.
This is what has happened when time successfully manipulates you.
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