Train moving past a city block.

Have you noticed that time quickens with age? It starts speeding up, flying by, zipping away? I feel like 20 years ago, a week went by at half the speed it does now. Maybe, as we age, we enter some worm hole with a high-speed sidewalk that makes the days, weeks, months, and years accelerate. It’s like riding the Frecciarossa 1000 when you’re used to traveling coach.

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