Time doesn't matter. At least not in the sense that humanity measures it. Days can have the same impact that weeks or months do; it's more about the individual and how he/she changes and experiences life each moment.
To me, this past week has seemed like a month. I've been dealing with new situations and slowly confronting/ignoring recent emotions. I wish that things weren't like they are in so many ways. I miss the way last month went. However, life is life. This is just a part of it. I have learned so much about myself in the past month and a half. I really have, as unfortunate as it may be that it had to come from this situation that had to be like this.
Time is something different to everyone, though, and so actions that I may take now without any thought given to time as seen in the eyes of all whom I interact with may come across as hasty or irresponsible or disrespectful or showing of my feelings. Really, though, it will take a greater understanding to realize that what I do now doesn't change what I have been feeling, what I did feel, what I would still be feeling, what I still feel. It's just...agh.