Love your paragraph on "Slowing Down: Why novelty improves our perception of time"
Something I think about sometimes too. Why time seems to fly by faster as I get older.
It wasn't that I was free when I was young, but time still moves at a crawl. And I can't wait to be older.
Now, in a blink of an eye and it's March already.
I think this is probably the reason why "When we are young, the world is full of new things to learn and experience, so time seems to pass slowly. As we get older, we become more familiar with the world around us, and time seems to pass more quickly. This is commonly enhanced by the fact that some people actively avoid stimulation that is outwith their comfort zones later in life - When you settle into a routine, weeks fly by faster"
RE: "There has never been a repeat guest on any occasion I have attended." It reads like you were at least one repeat guest.
RE: Your theme of making the most of our time; I wish to share my view / approach to this subject, it may be found to be of value to others.
'this cat has 9 lives'
I do not know from whom I first heard that phrase, but it was one of the sayings, 'bits of wisdom’, floating around in the language when I was a child; it intrigued me. Was the saying true? Did the saying apply to the very dead cat I saw on the shoulder of the highway as we drove into town? Was that life number 9 or was the cat coming back? How about the cat I found in the barn on a recent morning, flat as a flower pressed between between the pages of a book. It obviously slept close to a cow to keep warm and the cow rolled to a new sleeping position during the night. The demise of cats was not a concern to me; they came and went at the farm regularly. I recall at about age 6, practicing my counting skills, and coming up with 17 'named' cats living on or hanging around our farmyard. As we had a dairy they were treated to a large pan of fresh milk twice a day (as well as food scraps) in return for their services to keep the farm rat free and keep the mouse population under control. The named cats were the ones that had been around for a time. Some were born on the farm yes, but others just showed up one day, liked the milk service and stayed. Sometimes they would disappear, maybe never to be seen again, maybe to return a year or two later. Some of the returnees had wild staring eyes, and long thick fur from spending the winter outside as feral cats. Others were still just tame cats wanting some affection. Where had they been? Just a mile or two across some field to a neighboring farm or to some place far away? How far did they range in the woods? Is an owl or a wild field mouse tastier than a mouse living in a granary? Does digging hibernating chipmunks out of a hollow tree beat table scraps?
Finally the question turned to: could people live like this? Could a person by deliberate action capture the 9 lives experience? Possibly by living free, staying mobile, avoiding 'permanent' attachments. By seeking out opportunities for endings and new beginnings; could one thereby live 9 lives instead of one to get that much more out of life?
In elementary school I started to see life in modules. Moving out of grade 4 into grade 5 was big. Leaving elementary school closed a chapter; 'been there, done that, I'm outta here'. There was 0 carryover of old baggage into high school. By the time I got to post secondary my choices in life fell into a pattern. What occupation to pursue? The one that had the widest geographic application. The one that was practiced the same way everywhere, whose principles were not dependent on location or culture or politics; whose qualifications were the most universally transferrable. I wanted to study and work in only that language that had the greatest international work site application. I wanted to work in the industry that moved its people about the world the most frequently and the most freely.
Out working, I questioned the value many people give to long work experience. Does the man in the 10 year job have 10 years of experience? Or does he have 1 year of experience repeated 10 times?
"There has never been a repeat guest on any occasion I have attended." It reads like you were at least one repeat guest. - Yes, maybe could have worded this better but me and my partner are the only common repeat guests I have noticed, haha.
This was an awesome comment, really appreciate you taking the time to share your perspective.
Love your paragraph on "Slowing Down: Why novelty improves our perception of time"
Something I think about sometimes too. Why time seems to fly by faster as I get older.
It wasn't that I was free when I was young, but time still moves at a crawl. And I can't wait to be older.
Now, in a blink of an eye and it's March already.
I think this is probably the reason why "When we are young, the world is full of new things to learn and experience, so time seems to pass slowly. As we get older, we become more familiar with the world around us, and time seems to pass more quickly. This is commonly enhanced by the fact that some people actively avoid stimulation that is outwith their comfort zones later in life - When you settle into a routine, weeks fly by faster"
Thanks Thomas! Have to make sure to keep trying new things. Good for the brain and hopefully slows time a little, if even perceptually :)
I bet that cartoon is not far from reality in some cases!
The best jokes always contain a little truth :)
RE: "There has never been a repeat guest on any occasion I have attended." It reads like you were at least one repeat guest.
RE: Your theme of making the most of our time; I wish to share my view / approach to this subject, it may be found to be of value to others.
'this cat has 9 lives'
I do not know from whom I first heard that phrase, but it was one of the sayings, 'bits of wisdom’, floating around in the language when I was a child; it intrigued me. Was the saying true? Did the saying apply to the very dead cat I saw on the shoulder of the highway as we drove into town? Was that life number 9 or was the cat coming back? How about the cat I found in the barn on a recent morning, flat as a flower pressed between between the pages of a book. It obviously slept close to a cow to keep warm and the cow rolled to a new sleeping position during the night. The demise of cats was not a concern to me; they came and went at the farm regularly. I recall at about age 6, practicing my counting skills, and coming up with 17 'named' cats living on or hanging around our farmyard. As we had a dairy they were treated to a large pan of fresh milk twice a day (as well as food scraps) in return for their services to keep the farm rat free and keep the mouse population under control. The named cats were the ones that had been around for a time. Some were born on the farm yes, but others just showed up one day, liked the milk service and stayed. Sometimes they would disappear, maybe never to be seen again, maybe to return a year or two later. Some of the returnees had wild staring eyes, and long thick fur from spending the winter outside as feral cats. Others were still just tame cats wanting some affection. Where had they been? Just a mile or two across some field to a neighboring farm or to some place far away? How far did they range in the woods? Is an owl or a wild field mouse tastier than a mouse living in a granary? Does digging hibernating chipmunks out of a hollow tree beat table scraps?
Finally the question turned to: could people live like this? Could a person by deliberate action capture the 9 lives experience? Possibly by living free, staying mobile, avoiding 'permanent' attachments. By seeking out opportunities for endings and new beginnings; could one thereby live 9 lives instead of one to get that much more out of life?
In elementary school I started to see life in modules. Moving out of grade 4 into grade 5 was big. Leaving elementary school closed a chapter; 'been there, done that, I'm outta here'. There was 0 carryover of old baggage into high school. By the time I got to post secondary my choices in life fell into a pattern. What occupation to pursue? The one that had the widest geographic application. The one that was practiced the same way everywhere, whose principles were not dependent on location or culture or politics; whose qualifications were the most universally transferrable. I wanted to study and work in only that language that had the greatest international work site application. I wanted to work in the industry that moved its people about the world the most frequently and the most freely.
Out working, I questioned the value many people give to long work experience. Does the man in the 10 year job have 10 years of experience? Or does he have 1 year of experience repeated 10 times?
"There has never been a repeat guest on any occasion I have attended." It reads like you were at least one repeat guest. - Yes, maybe could have worded this better but me and my partner are the only common repeat guests I have noticed, haha.
This was an awesome comment, really appreciate you taking the time to share your perspective.
Conor in Cloud 9 ... via the Miami effect ;) ... enjoy!
Turns out I get wifi! Got bumped to business class for free because the flight was busy. Lucky day!