Time is a doodie head…
I remember when I was a kid, time used to go by slowly. Even when I was a teen in high school, a year or two ago was like forever ago. I’ve always wondered why my perception of time has changed so much as an adult.
Was is because:
1. There was more change in those days? Different people, different classes to go to, more different things happening in my life in general day after day? All this compared to more days doing the same things at the same places (i.e. work) in my current life?
or is it because:
2. Time is relative, and since I’ve been on this planet for 30 years now, a year of my time is half of what it was when I was 15…(or less)
Maybe it’s a little of both. All I know is that it’s seems like it’s harder to stretch time out the further you get from your youth…is this what causes mid-life crises? Maybe. Does life as you get older start to feel like a slippery slope towards death? I think it can for some, it certainly has occurred to me. I’ve come to the confusing conclusion that time is constant AND subjective. And what’s more, (as far as I’m aware) I’ve still got tons of it. If all I need to change is perspective, then I think I can handle that…sometimes I just have to find the things in my life that stand out from the crowd….time with the family, time with friends, etc… I do these things and I realize how rich and full my life is, how blessed by God. The Love replaces the fear…and time becomes irrelevant.
You want to make life last longer? Fear less. Love more.