It's nearing the end of Feb. Soon it'll be March and it'll be another quarter of 2015 gone. Just like that. It's crazy when you sit back and observe the flow of time. It's slowest when you have nothing to do and you keep looking at your watch, urging with all your mental strength for the minutes to tick by faster. It's fastest when you're the busiest, secretly wishing that time will slow down for you to do that little bit more. Since I felt that time passes without me noticing, I must have been busy. Work-wise, I don't recall having been this busy in this usually quiet first few months of the year. If I didn't control, I would have been head to toes in work by Feb, which is highly unusual. Am I complaining? Yes and no. Yes because I felt that I had not fully rested. I've ......