Lately, every year feels shorter, and I wonder where the time goes. Here’s how I’ve been slowing down and finding meaning in the rush of midlife.
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Lately, every year feels shorter, and I wonder where the time goes. Here’s how I’ve been slowing down and finding meaning in the rush of midlife.
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From my own reflection — and what many others have shared — time seems to speed up as we age because life becomes more routine, and our brains don’t mark those repeated experiences as vividly. When we’re young, everything is new: first loves, first jobs, big emotions — our minds record those moments with rich detail, making time feel full and slow. But as we get older, days blend unless we break the pattern. I’ve noticed that when I travel, learn something new, or even just take a different route on a walk, time stretches a little. It’s not that time is truly moving faster — it’s that we stop paying attention to it. The more present and curious I become, the more I feel like I get time back.