Where Does the Time Go?

I spent the Memorial Day weekend moving. I was staying in Mission Viejo with one of my closest friends, Freya, who is having a baby on June 24th. I love it that I was able to be with her for the past couple of months. The time went by so fast. When I was moving out I kept thinking, "I just moved in." Time flew by. Now I'm staying with some other wonderful friends. This is my last move before moving to Africa. It is beginning to feel real close.
When people ask me if I am ready to move I usually answer by saying, "I still have a lot left to do." But a couple days ago when someone asked me I said, "I am just about ready." I paused and thought about what I had just said and felt this feeling inside of me...I think it was a mixture of excitement and anticipation.
"What else would I be doing?" I say that to myself a lot. God is giving me the desire of my heart.
Sometimes it feels like it has taken so long to get here and other times it feels like time is flying by so fast...Where does the time go? God is faithful to His promises and His timing is perfect. :)