"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on."
and it will never stop.
one prime example i can think of is how people remember specifically where they were when certain events took place. this is also known as flashbulb memory. most older adults say they can remember exactly what they were doing when Kennedy was assassinated or when the 9/11 terrorist attacks occurred. but for those of us in school we were forced to just continue our lives believing that whatever we were doing was the most important thing going on at that time and life just went on. no one took us aside and let us really understand that gravity of what had just happened. we were expected to do our homework and act like everything was fine. and i attribute the fact that i can't even remember what grade i was in properly to us being forced to just continue like it was just another day and nothing catastrophic had occurred. i just had to calculate it out and i was in fourth grade but for some reason i remember my sixth grade teacher telling our class what happened in about fifteen minutes and then going back to class. so there you go, i don't remember september 11th, 2001.
why do people do this to us? we all need a proper mourning period. THEN we can get on with our lives and try to keep busy; not seconds after the fact. it's hard enough trying to deal with the situation without everything going on like one second isn't any different from the last. but that's the thing. one second really isn't any different from the last one that took place or the next one to take place. one person's world could be ending and another just beginning but to the universe it means nothing.
and time just keeps going.