Time and its quickness

Technically time doesn’t go quickly. It goes at the same speed, depending on how you’re measuring it.

Actually that might not be right. I just remembered something my dad told me about physicists proving that under certain conditions time can speed up and slow down. Something about trains passing each other. A mirror may have been involved. Or a beam of light. I don’t know. My brain systematically melts this sort of knowledge to make way for things like lyrics of  songs I haven’t heard since the ’90s and didn’t even enjoy then.

Anyway. As I grow older time seems to go faster. It’s not surprising. People told me that would happen. People say it a lot. It’s a universal experience I think.

But it’s still a bit disconcerting. It was my 26th birthday last weekend. If you’re older than 26 you’re probably thinking you just wait. You think that’s old and scary. You just wait. You’re right.


Next year, providing I reach my 27th birthday intact, I’ll be looking back at my sprightly, youthful 26-year-old self thinking. Oh you naive little thing you. Age. It just keeps on coming. And there’s a paradox here because you’d think that you’d get used to it over time. But it seems to get increasingly surprising. Suddenly I’m closer to 30 than I am to 20 and it’s surprising, because I suppose I always thought deep down that I was immortal.

Of course the nicer idea is that we mark our birthdays to celebrate our survival: the fact that we made it this far, because making it isn’t a guarantee. We’re not immortal and if tragedy doesn’t get us, time will.

Oh my god I didn’t mean to get this morbid. Maybe it’s because it’s Sunday evening and I’ve got work in the morning and it’s raining in a gloomy, heavy sort of way, and I was on holiday last week and now I’m not. Sorry.


That’s the trouble with holidays. They end. Much like life.

Okay. I think I need to go and watch a comedy or something.


2 responses to “Time and its quickness”

  1. Well, the idea that there’s just a ticking clock counting down the rest of your days, whilst disturbing, is not scientific in any way. It is neither more or less likely that there is some sort of afterlife as there is not. Given that we have zero information on the subject I don’t agree with the tacit assumption in today’s modern world that consciousness simply ends when you die. Not to say I subscribe to other ideas, like going to hang out with a bearded man in the sky, but I think it is very hasty to assume that it’s the end of the line when we really don’t know.


  2. It feels to me that just because on group of people (I.e. the Christians) have put forward a slightly bizarre hypothesis of the afterlife, that the reaction against that has been to refute all possibility. It’s like someone making up some BS story about what’s behind the bike sheds, and because his account is so improbable people have just gone “ah well there cannot be any bike shed!!”. But that doesn’t really follow, refuting the normal religious views of the afterlife still leaves open other possibilities not yet explored.


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