Life moves, it moves at a pace, and sometimes the pace or speed of life is agonizingly slow. It is exactly 11:00 pm, everything is packed and ready to go fishing in Alaska. I could go to bed but I can’t sleep. Patty is taking me to the church parking lot at 3:15 am, so what do I do for the next four hours? Whatever I do I will check the time every two minutes and the clock seems to have slowed down! OK I am going to go to bed and see I can go to sleep.