Time is relative or maybe Wibbly Wobbly

Hello My Imaginary Friends,

The past year has been weird, to say the least. Time has felt both compressed and stretched out.

With my 38th birthday around the corner I’ve been thinking about numbers a lot this year. I’ve been married for 12 years, graduated university 15 years ago, graduated high school 19 years ago, and have been a published author for 6 years. This blog is turning 13 years old in August.

They all sound like long times but feel like yesterday. I’ve heard that the longer you live, the shorter time feels. It certainly feels like that’s right. The 19 years before I graduated high school feel like they’re 80% of my life experience, not 50%. It’s been half a lifetime since I’ve seen certain friends that I still follow on facebook.

That blows my mind.

David Tennant as the Doctor said:
People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but *actually* from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint – it’s more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly… time-y wimey… stuff.

Even with all that, my in-laws will be celebrating their 40th anniversary soon. By the time Jen and I do that, I’ll have retired and Keladry will be in her early thirties.

Will the next thirty years feel quick? I hope they don’t go too quickly. Time is weird and our perception of it is even stranger.

I’m not sure what I’m trying to say. Maybe that the trauma of the past year will be small in the long run. Maybe just that we need to appreciate the time we have.

I don’t know.

I’m going to go hug a toddler Pegasus.

Stay Safe and Be Kind,

Éric

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