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It's an old aging topic of conversation – how fast time flies. It came up recently during an email exchange with Peter Tibbles who writes the Sunday Elder Music column. He said he'd thought an album had been released about five years ago but when he checked, he was shocked to find it had been 15 years ago.
No kidding. Happens to me all the time, especially every two weeks when I fill up my seven-day vitamin containers. On a suggestion (two years ago? three years ago? who knows) from Millie Garfield of My Mom's Blog, I have two of them because weekly fill-ups seemed to come around every day. But even with two, when I'm counting out a multi-vitamin, two calciums and two fish oil gelcaps into their little boxes, I think, “Didn't I do this just yesterday?”
Because I watch another program on the same television channel, I frequently see promos for a show titled Monk. Now and then I make a mental note to take a look at it one day, but I haven't done so. Last week (a month ago?), a promo announced that the final season is starting soon. Final season? It feels like a new show to me but, obviously, several years have gone by without my noticing.
I remember, during even my not-so-young working life – say, age 40 or 45 - when I was eagerly anticipating a Friday night date or had theater tickets or some other special event, that on Wednesday I'd think, “My god, won't the weekend ever get here.” These days when Wednesday arrives, I think, “Damn, the week is almost over” and sure enough, I turn around – or so it seems – and it's Friday.
There are many explanations for the phenomenon of time speeding up as we get older. In fact, it was discussed on this blog at some length five years ago (I would have guessed two years ago) here and here and here. No one really knows the reason, so you can take your pick among the theories.
There may be no other topic for which “it's all relative” is more apropos.
The experts tell us that as we get old, it is easier to remember what happened 40 years ago than what we had for breakfast yesterday. For me, unless an event is closely attached to another for which I know the date – buying a home, 9/11, getting married, etc. - I can easily be off on when it happened by a decade and even more.
As I told Peter, this is a warning to you readers: when I write something like “10 or 15 years ago,” it is just as likely to have been 25 or 30 years ago.
At The Elder Storytelling Place today, William Weatherstone - Alzheimers: Part 2.