Remember how when you were a kid a day lasted for a long, long time? You may not have noticed it at the time, but it was like you could cram just about anything into a day. A kid could have a hundred adventures in one waking day.
As we got older--Say into middle school and high school--Time didn't really speed up, but it was like we were able to get less and less done in a given day. "I didn't have time to finish it!" was a common cry back then. Of course the responsible adults didn't go for that excuse. After all--The adults like parents or teachers were young once, and time moved more slowly them in those days too. Even though time moved much more quickly for them now, they remember. To them it was like kids had all the time in the world, which of course, meant we had no excuse. Make sense?
Like Albert (yes that Albert) said: "Time is relative."
Think about this: Flies only live a few hours or days (depending on their species). For them time might be moving at a completely different rate that it is for us--Probably ten time faster. When you try to put it in that perspective, it's probably why we can hardly ever swat the damn things. If you looked at us through their eyes, we are probably moving in slow motion. They can see us coming.
Okay, back to the original thought I had and the reason for this blog post.
As we age, time speeds up. The days seem to pick up speed and fly by. The weeks pass quicker, and the seasons come and go faster and faster as we age. I'm sure it's partly because we have less distractions and our lives are much more predictable and orderly when we're older. What if the whole reason that our body parts and systems start to fail is to put on the brakes? If nothing on us ever wore out, we'd have nothing to complain about. Our lives would have less "bumps" and "roadblocks" to slow it down and make it reflect on the passage of time.
Think of this: All the crap that makes us take notice (and it's usually negative things like health) are our life anchors. They are keeping us grounded.
I'll bet you thought it was going to be something deep didn't you?
It's like our old friends Pink and Floyd once said:
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say...
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