Time After Time

It's Friday already. Seems like this week went by very quickly. Was I not paying attention? Was I having too much fun? (no... I doubt that) Did somehow time itself speed up when I wasn't looking? Or is this just a condition of age? That the older you get, the faster the days seem to go by?

If this is how it is now, I can't imagine how it'll be when I hit 80; the days must fly by at the speed of light. No wonder a lot of people that age seem to be in a fog; the days must seem to be spinning past them too damn fast.

That must be why they start thinking about where to go for dinner....at noon!