Everyone says it, but time does seem to pass quicker the older one gets. My latest thinking on this matter is that the older we get every year, month, day, hour or minute is a smaller fraction of our lives to that point compared to what it would have been when we were younger. As an example, when we were ten years old we had lived through 10 summers, although could probably only remember 8 or fewer of them. When we are 41 years old, we will have lived through 41 summers and have to deal with memories of 30-odd of them. Therefore each individual summer represents a smaller fraction of our lives.
To put this into context, I cannot believe that I have not posted anything on this blog since 2016. And as I type this on 6 February 2019, I cannot believe that I am already into the second month of 2019, it feels like Christmas and New Year was just a short time ago.
