People always lament the increasing speed of time as they age, and yet if you stop to notice each minute and each day still feels as full and long as it ever did. Its probably not going to blow anyone's mind but i always think about how it s all relativity... When you are only 8 years old (with quite a bit less than that in conscious memories) two months of vacation is a huge fraction of that, life . When you are forty one year might be be the same fraction of time, or depending on how consistently similar your days our, it may be less in saved memories. I don't think I'm ever wistful in a way that I miss the past or wish i could go back, because 1. Life is amazing, but I feel like Ive struggles to get to where I am, and I still have the same world of possibilities as I did when I was young, I'm just even more capable and less confused or overwhelmed (I know I know the little slice you've seen of me its probably scary to think of me being more overwhelmed, but some of us have a harder time wrestling our super powers than others ;) ) and 2. i can sit at any moment and enjoy how long a minute is, and how nice it feels to read or play video games or stare outside and daydream, i know time is moving at the same speed and it feels nice to notice it. And to be honest, I feel 100% certain that I have lived a thousand lifetimes (and you all too) and that I'm just going to keep existing in different capacities , so whether time is an infinitely looped dimension or a vast expanse that we move through just like space, I don't long for returning to a time any more than a physical place- I'm not in that physical place now because i chose to be in this physical place and I can choose to go back to it whenever I want really, I feel the same way towards time
interesting!