The longer I live, the shorter life seems. The more responsibility I adopt, the less time I have to do it in. Perhaps that’s why time seems to go by so much faster as I grow older. It’s like sliding down poles and walking on rails when I was a kid. It seemed so much higher and playgrounds seemed so much larger. Looking at the same now that I’m older, it all seems so puny. Just another shade of jadedness it seems.

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