It’s so wild to me that Nirvana is old, that I’m old.
I heard the older folks say that I would wake up and be old one day and it would feel like barely any time has passed. “Young people will treat you like a dinosaur and you’ll still think you’re 25.”
I just can’t believe it.
Time has slipped through my fingers. Everything I put off a week ago was actually thousands of years ago now.
I heard the older folks say that I would wake up and be old one day and it would feel like barely any time has passed.
I’m almost 60 and I feel more like I should be 100 or so. I’ve had many different careers and technology has changed so much that I feel I’ve lived through multiple lifetimes. I think people who do basically the same thing every day (and night) over and over again, with the same people, tend to perceive life as flying by because there’s no real difference between one day and the next.
You’re just lucky. I too feel like I’ve lived through multiple lifetimes. They all went by in a flash.
I’ve been hard on my body and mind though. I’m a dumb hillbilly who started having kids when I was 16. I spent a decade as a functional heroin addict. Functional because I have family that gave a damn about me and I’m so antisocial that I had the discipline to have a week’s supply and not burn through it because the thought of dealing with people was enough to make me pause (mostly). Otherwise I would have been in the gutter with everyone else.
I’ve been through the wringer. Maybe that’s part of it. I don’t know.
Oh yeah. Last year, a local garden center had a sign up that said, “Thanks for 50 great years! Founded 1973”, and I thought, “Wait, that can’t be right - because then I’d be getting close to 50…ahh fuck.”
We were getting supplies for my sister-in-law’s 50th birthday a few weeks ago, and my wife kept saying, “Well, if we don’t use it, we’ll need it again in a few months!” Thanks, dear.
It’s so wild to me that Nirvana is old, that I’m old.
I heard the older folks say that I would wake up and be old one day and it would feel like barely any time has passed. “Young people will treat you like a dinosaur and you’ll still think you’re 25.”
I just can’t believe it.
Time has slipped through my fingers. Everything I put off a week ago was actually thousands of years ago now.
30-40 has been a month or so.
I’m almost 60 and I feel more like I should be 100 or so. I’ve had many different careers and technology has changed so much that I feel I’ve lived through multiple lifetimes. I think people who do basically the same thing every day (and night) over and over again, with the same people, tend to perceive life as flying by because there’s no real difference between one day and the next.
You’re just lucky. I too feel like I’ve lived through multiple lifetimes. They all went by in a flash.
I’ve been hard on my body and mind though. I’m a dumb hillbilly who started having kids when I was 16. I spent a decade as a functional heroin addict. Functional because I have family that gave a damn about me and I’m so antisocial that I had the discipline to have a week’s supply and not burn through it because the thought of dealing with people was enough to make me pause (mostly). Otherwise I would have been in the gutter with everyone else.
I’ve been through the wringer. Maybe that’s part of it. I don’t know.
Life is funny.
Oh yeah. Last year, a local garden center had a sign up that said, “Thanks for 50 great years! Founded 1973”, and I thought, “Wait, that can’t be right - because then I’d be getting close to 50…ahh fuck.”
We were getting supplies for my sister-in-law’s 50th birthday a few weeks ago, and my wife kept saying, “Well, if we don’t use it, we’ll need it again in a few months!” Thanks, dear.