Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand 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

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    For the young the days go fast and the years go slow; for the old the days go slow and the years go fast.

    —Anna Quindlen, Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake (2012)

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    My younger coworkers keep saying on Mondays, “i wish it was friday already!”

    I told them they’ll wish for that time back someday…

    and then they called me grandpa and i gave them a werthers original, and everyone stood up and clapped

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    There was an Adam Sandler movie about this. “Click”? Saw it once. Couldn’t again. Not because I don’t like most of his movies. This one just ended up being too sad.

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    Time is slower when you are young. Summers lasted forever. Now I blink my eyes and my toddlers are almost in high school.

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      Physiologically it’s because the brain is learning more stuff when you’re young. The new experiences stretch the passage of time. The inverse is true when you get older because the brain doesn’t have to assimilate as much. You can kind of get some of that feeling back by learning new stuff, like picking up an instrument, or learning a new language etc.

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        I think this is super true. We moved across the pond and are learning a new language, new culture, everything. Time feels SO slow. This year has been a decade.

        It’s been hard, but also that part has been cool and a good reminder that it doesn’t always have to be that way

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    there was a story I heard as a child.

    a boy was always impatient and didn’t want to wait for anything. an imp gifted him a ball of yarn and told him to pull the loose end and time would skip depending on how much he pulled out.

    as you can imagine things didn’t go well for the boy.

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    When I was in the 8th grade, I distinctly remember one day getting off the bus and making my way to homeroom, and a thought occurred to me: “I still have four more years of school before I graduate. I’ll never make it!”

    I’m typing this approximately 35 years later. I never did make it through high school; I dropped out three times (the third time the school asked that I not come back). Ironically, I graduated with my masters last year.

    ~Talk about a wild ride.~

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    The song is “Time” by Pink Floyd for anyone that doesn’t get the reference. If you like that song, Dark Side of the Moon is definitely worth a listen

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    This reminds me of a joke where a student tells the teacher that if they had only one more hour of life, they would spend it in that teacher’s class. The teacher gets moved by the comment and, while wiping a tear, asks why the student would choose their class to spend the last hour, and the student says that it’s because that hour would feel like an eternity.

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    No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

    Pure poetry, that hit me hard.