Every day passes so incredibly slowly. Yet the week zooms by, and before I know it, a month has passed. Time is relative, I've heard, and changes based on what you're doing on any given day. I feel like just yesterday I was counting down my six weeks, but now I'm down to three. I realize, life passes by without even letting you know. If you don't pay attention, you won't even notice. Find something to do that will make each day meaningful. Don't let yourself fall into a routine. Schedules are good, but if every day is the same as the last, you'll never make any memories. Nothing will signify one day versus the next, and your life will become a blur. That's what I'm experiencing right now. I'm trying to make each day count, to do something new, something different. Meet new people, trying new things. Because really, if you don't do any of that, what do you have? If I don't manage to put a smile on someone's face today, even if it...