I don’t know about you, but it really feels as if time is FLYYYYYYING. I’m starting to acknowledge the fact that once the calendar rolls onto September 1st, the year is pretty much over-rover. How is that possible? I mean, really…how on earth is it possible?
I’m definitely in the camp of, “The older you get, the faster time seems to go.” What I can’t seem to figure out is why this is the case. Is it part-and-parcel of aging? If so, why? This phenomenon seems to be consistent across cultures, but no one seems to have a definitive explanation for it.
I did come across a couple of interesting hypotheses on the topic:
- The first hypothesis argues that how we perceive the passing of time changes depending on: whether we are focused on ‘the now’, the past, the future; whether we have a positive or negative view of our past or future; and simply that our brains undergo biological changes as we age.
- Another hypothesis (the one that makes the most sense to me!) suggests that our perception of time is influenced by the amount of information stored in our memory. In other words, when you first experience something, your brain does not have memories to draw on, so it has to create new memories and store large amounts of new sensory data. On the other hand, a year filled with routine activities can feel, in retrospect, like it passed rather quickly because there isn’t much to remember.
Hmmm…what do you think?
What I remember so vividly about my year with FBC is that so many days were incredibly long (often hours felt like days!), but the weeks and months went by so quickly. In fact a week from today is the 2nd anniversary of my diagnosis. Wow. Warp speed (major Silver Lining!).