I recall sitting in math class looking at the clock. Time stood still… minutes felt like hours. Time also crawls by sitting in the dentist chair. Now in my late 70’s, time flies by. Years feel like months, months like weeks, and weeks like days.
Certain activities make time fly by too. A sound sleep makes time fly by the fastest. Drinking alcohol, partying, shopping and travel make time fly by… until the hangover or other downside associated with these diversions occurs. Then I’m back in ‘math class’ seeking another pleasant pastime.
This tells me that feelings of happiness are associated with the sense of time flying by. That is a bit of a bummer. When I am the happiest, time flies by the fastest giving me less time to enjoy my happiness. Of course, as soon as I dwell on that, my happiness wanes, time slows and I have all the time in the world to look forward to what will make me happy again.
To sum up, I know I’m happy when time flies. This sheds light on aging. Despite the physical downsides of aging, I know I am happier now than in my youth simply because time flies by so quickly now. God, I can’t afford to become any happier, otherwise, I’ll be dead before I know it!