Time

[Harry]

I cannot help myself, but thinking how fast the days glide by, hours become seconds, years like months.
When I was much younger, it seemed to me that the days were longer, and that there was enough time to do all what one wanted.
But nowadays, at the end of the day I am complaining that there are to little hours in a day, and that we are sleeping our time away.
Is it me, or do other people have the same problem.
Its bothering me, and irritating it is also.

[AnthonyAthletic]

Life is one huge Groundhog Day Harry,

For the last 14 years I have known what my day will be without exception, get up, get ready, go to work, do the same thing, turn on the PC, write the scripts for our printers, send out letters (some demanding payment)...Sunday to Friday.

Come home, check the mat for cds or books, eat, put the kettle on, off to the listening room, music, read late at night, do it all again...

Already, I know what my duties will be for tomorrow....and the day, week, month & years after...whilst the little clock on the Mortgage ticks down...only 16.5 years to go....

Time is of course always the same, just feels different...the 10 hours at work pass really slowly in comparison to having the HiFi on for 10 hours 

I always remember being a kid and thinking 'wow the year 2000, I will be 31 when that happens....that's a lifetime away'....been and gone....and now this July, 38 years loom.

I must keep telling myself 'try not to wish ones life away', the first thing I say on a Monday morning is "I wish it was Friday", then I look upon that statement and thing "Oh Lord, that means Friday?, Friday is very close to another Monday"...there I go again wishing ones life away

Oh, well....on with the music Mendelssohn's Hymn of Praise with Abbado and the ever youthful Londoners 

[Harry]

You speak to me words of truth, Sir. I recognize my self in this fine but depressing statement!
I found Groundhog day a depressing movie, and felt real oppressed.

[greg]

I cannot help myself, but thinking how fast the days glide by, hours become seconds, years like months.
When I was much younger, it seemed to me that the days were longer, and that there was enough time to do all what one wanted.
But nowadays, at the end of the day I am complaining that there are to little hours in a day, and that we are sleeping our time away.
Is it me, or do other people have the same problem.
Its bothering me, and irritating it is also.

yeah, we all are sleeping our lives away.....
one of my greatest impossible wishes is that i wouldn't ever have to sleep unless i wanted to for fun. Why? I could spend so many hours learning stuff, and even though I have time now to do anything, when I'm grown up it's scary- will i even have enough time to everything i want? nah, probably not unless i don't work a zillion hours a week

[head-case]

yeah, we all are sleeping our lives away.....
one of my greatest impossible wishes is that i wouldn't ever have to sleep unless i wanted to for fun. Why? I could spend so many hours learning stuff, and even though I have time now to do anything, when I'm grown up it's scary- will i even have enough time to everything i want? nah, probably not unless i don't work a zillion hours a week

Don't worry about not having time to do everything you want.  Worry about running out of things you want to do.

[Harry]

Don't worry about not having time to do everything you want.  Worry about running out of things you want to do.

O, there is no chance on earth that that will ever happen, just have to look at the enormous piles of cd's & books, and garden..........
There is always a will and a need to do, what has to be done, trouble is, your sleeping away precious hours, at least 8 of them or more!

[greg]

O, there is no chance on earth that that will ever happen, just have to look at the enormous piles of cd's & books, and garden..........
There is always a will and a need to do, what has to be done, trouble is, your sleeping away precious hours, at least 8 of them or more!

yep, 8 hours a day! 
you could always train yourself to sleepwalk..... though it might be hard

[Harry]

yep, 8 hours a day! 
you could always train yourself to sleepwalk..... though it might be hard

Believe me my friend if I could do without sleep, I would, sure thing.

[mahlertitan]

I cannot help myself, but thinking how fast the days glide by, hours become seconds, years like months.
When I was much younger, it seemed to me that the days were longer, and that there was enough time to do all what one wanted.
But nowadays, at the end of the day I am complaining that there are to little hours in a day, and that we are sleeping our time away.
Is it me, or do other people have the same problem.
Its bothering me, and irritating it is also.

well, that's because you are doing thing repetitively. There is nothing new and exciting in your life to stimulate you, so naturally, time becomes really fast.

[head-case]

O, there is no chance on earth that that will ever happen, just have to look at the enormous piles of cd's & books, and garden..........
There is always a will and a need to do, what has to be done, trouble is, your sleeping away precious hours, at least 8 of them or more!

It would be a mistake to assume that because you do not understand the purpose of sleep it has no purpose.

[Harry]

It would be a mistake to assume that because you do not understand the purpose of sleep it has no purpose.

O, but I do understand perfectly well my friend why men has to sleep, but I doubted that not.
It bothers me that we need that, that's all.

[Solitary Wanderer]

Yes, the days seem to get shorter as you age. The 30s just flew by for me unlike the 20s where so many different things seemed to be going on and I can pinpoint where I was and what I was doing with ease. The 30s however is a bit of a blur

Now the 40s!

[Harry]

Yes, the days seem to get shorter as you age. The 30s just flew by for me unlike the 20s where so many different things seemed to be going on and I can pinpoint where I was and what I was doing with ease. The 30s however is a bit of a blur

Now the 40s!

Wait until you come to the 50s, slaughterhouse I tell you!

[Solitary Wanderer]

Wait until you come to the 50s, slaughterhouse I tell you!

Harry, I hear 50 is the new 40! 

[Mark]

Life is one huge Groundhog Day Harry,

For the last 14 years I have known what my day will be without exception, get up, get ready, go to work, do the same thing, turn on the PC, write the scripts for our printers, send out letters (some demanding payment)...Sunday to Friday.

Come home, check the mat for cds or books, eat, put the kettle on, off to the listening room, music, read late at night, do it all again...

Already, I know what my duties will be for tomorrow....and the day, week, month & years after...whilst the little clock on the Mortgage ticks down...only 16.5 years to go....

Time is of course always the same, just feels different...the 10 hours at work pass really slowly in comparison to having the HiFi on for 10 hours 

I always remember being a kid and thinking 'wow the year 2000, I will be 31 when that happens....that's a lifetime away'....been and gone....and now this July, 38 years loom.

I must keep telling myself 'try not to wish ones life away', the first thing I say on a Monday morning is "I wish it was Friday", then I look upon that statement and thing "Oh Lord, that means Friday?, Friday is very close to another Monday"...there I go again wishing ones life away

Oh, well....on with the music Mendelssohn's Hymn of Praise with Abbado and the ever youthful Londoners 

Jesus, Tony! You've made me feel depressed!

Seriously, though, I don't feel the same way as you guys. I tend to live a lot in my imagination, and pay very little heed to the monotonous and repetitive things in life. I actually look forward to being old, to retiring, to sharing my life experiences with others. Even death holds no fear, as my belief in the continuation and constant evolution of all life - and I'm not just talking about evolution as commonly understood, but rather, metaphysically understood - tells me that whatever each incarnation brings, it'll be a new experience that helps me to slowly awaken and broaden in consciousness.

Time is an illusion, just like death. And if you think that's a fantasy (and maybe it is; who can say for certain?), then it's a beautiful one ... and I'll take that over all the dross that some in this world would prefer us to focus on.

[Harry]

O, young Mark, you only say that because your are, well, young!
Wait a little and in a few years you will feel as we do!
Bet on it.
When I was your age I said the same things, honestly.

[Robert]

I cannot help myself, but thinking how fast the days glide by, hours become seconds, years like months.
When I was much younger, it seemed to me that the days were longer, and that there was enough time to do all what one wanted.
But nowadays, at the end of the day I am complaining that there are to little hours in a day, and that we are sleeping our time away.
Is it me, or do other people have the same problem.
Its bothering me, and irritating it is also.

Harry,
SEIZE THE DAY.......

[Mark]

O, young Mark, you only say that because your are, well, young!
Wait a little and in a few years you will feel as we do!
Bet on it.
When I was your age I said the same things, honestly.

We'll see ...


Or maybe I should say, 'Time will tell'.

[Harry]

Harry,
SEIZE THE DAY.......

Of course I try to do just that Robert!
Good day to you my friend.

[Harry]

Or maybe I should say, 'Time will tell'.

Well said!