One of the great mysteries of life is the speed at which time flies. Or, at least the perception of how time passes.
I read somewhere that “the sensation that life is speeding up is a commonly reported aspect of ageing“. I’m not sure I agree.
Time slows down when one is in a rush but traffic is at a standstill.
Time flies when something interesting happens.
Time slows down when one is sick, bed bound, or in pain, or all of the foregoing.
Time flies when one has a lot of tasks to complete but just do not seem to have the time to complete them.
Do you feel that way too?
Just like that, one zooms straight into the fourth quarter of the year.