Time passing way too fast

Thanks, everyone, for your thoughts, as we turn the calendar over to another month coming way too soon next week --
as March turns into April.
Not that I liked March all that much. LOL

@kjoed53 She is a reason for tomorrow.

There was actually an article in Psychology Today that explains the basis of the phenomenon of why it seems that time speeds up as we age. Basically it summarizes that our experience of time is highly flexible and subjective;
the more information our minds process, the slower times passes; we have fewer new experiences as we age and our perception is less vivid; we can work to stop feeling this way by bringing new experiences into our lives and by living mindfully.
Full article link: https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/out-of-the-darkness/202409/why-does-time-seem-to-speed-up-as-we-get-older

@carmine100
She makes tomorrow more than just another day

@slarson14

Part of those emails is Mayo Connect! It gives me such a boost, all of you do!

@rollingf I totally look forward to Mayo connect emails, too!!

@kjoed53 So true! I can remember as children how time could pass so slowly when we were excited about something and had to wait. Or when we were occasionally bored during school holidays. Time sure could creep and how we wished it would move faster. Then decades of time moving at the speed of light as I went through university, joined the work force etc. Never enough time in the day. It often felt like being on a hamster wheel and things I loved doing like distance running, travelling etc stopped and became something I’d do again when I had time. An assumption there would be oodles of time.

Then I got stage 4 incurable cancer in my 50’s that will end my life sooner rather than later. Part of dealing with it has been retiring early and slowing down to appreciate time in each day. It has been wonderful! Sad that it took something like cancer to slow me down, slow time down and encourage me to savour the time in a day.

My days are more full when I plan them BEFORE opening the computer to read emails and news!

First I feed the dogs, make coffee and toast and take my meds and vitamins.
Then I pause to imagine my day. My wife sleeps late, so this is a quiet, focused time.
I use the Mayo Clinic HABIT planner and pencil. This is a technology that waits for me to think! Paper and pencil.
My plan might just be five or six words, but it's a moment of uninterrupted consideration of my intentions for the day.

Once I open the computer I am given all sorts of interesting things to wander through. An endless supply...I can sit in front of the screen for hours, and my day disappears.
Not a very fulfilling use of my time.
Downright addictive, frankly.
My little morning notes are my safety line!
https://store.mayoclinic.com/healthy-action-to-benefit-independence-and-thinking-daily-planner.html

@isadora2021
I'm sorry that you are going through this at such a young age. It's so difficult to imagine not having unlimited tomorrows when we're young. We're taught as children to plan for tomorrow in so many ways, and correctly so. Seldom are we taught to balance the gift of the present with the promise of the future though. It sounds like you have a positive mindset given your circumstances. Please keep in mind that no one can predict the future and no one can promise anything about tomorrow, any tomorrow. No one can predict when we will begin our next chapter. Continue to enjoy each day as it comes to you. Sometimes we have more time than we think we may have, sometimes less but no one on earth can mark our calendar for any future event with any degree of certainty. I pray that you will have many more quality tomorrows than anyone predicts.

@edsutton I think that some might do a lot better to think this way and to act accordingly. I try to do this, mostly mapping out a productive day, and I do think we grownups feel better about ourselves if we pull it off most often.

'Count the day lost,
whose low descending sun,
views from thy hand
no worthy action done.' -George Eliot

Unfortunately, life is unpredictable. Whether one is 18 or 88, if you exist among others and share time with them, or resources, you must adapt to whatever befalls them or to the vagaries of their lives. In my case, I have a sick wife and now our little Italian Greyhound 'Lucy' is showing signs of a neurological disorder. I live an idyllic retirement in my dreams, but when I awaken I must conform to the demands of other influences.

I laugh....what else are ya gonna do?!