Time slips by

It just seems so fast you barely notice time slipping away like a slimy eel in your hand. The days race through leaving scant traces of what transpired or you experience a kind of Groundhog phenomenon. Everything seemed to repeat itself with miniscule changes to faintly mask the sameness. Dreams roll on in 3d without having to wear specs devoid of apparent meaning or relevance. I sit motionless and feeling empty giving me a feeling of something terribly amiss or wanting. Sleep now beckons like a Siren singing her song and casting me in a whirlpool trance. There will be more Groundhog moments knocking on the doors of repeating experience.