Nature or Nurture?

Got any travel plans?  I just finished another trip around the sun.  That excursion gets quicker every year.

While I'm feeling good about celebrating my 31st 30th birthday, I'm thinking that I'd like to change transportation now that it's in the rearview.  A horse would make for a more scenic trip.

I'd like to feel like I was savoring the experience a little more deeply. Get a of nose full of real life instead of the whiff of frenzied highlights. 

I'm not sure if time speeding up is an age thing or an Age thing.  Do days get shorter the older you get or are minutes compacted by the era they belong to?

Would it all seem such a blur if we weren't watching it go by on a digital screen? Or did my great, great, great grandfather slap his forehead and wonder where the time went?  What about his great, great, great grandfather?

Let me stop you right here if you think this is one of those "longing for better days" rants.  I am definitely not on the train looking for simpler times.  Simpler times is a hoax.

It wasn't better back then.  It was never better back then.  People who long for the past have given up on today and are scared to death of tomorrow. 

That's for conservatives and the good Lord can tell you I'm not one of those.  Neither is the good Lord, by the way, but we'll stick with just one mind warping existential tangent this week.

I just wonder if it's possible this bat out of hades no control fireball of a time rocket I'm on is something we're all born with or something we're born into.  You know, is it nature or nurture?

Not sure I'll take the bait on that debate.  There's no doubt a year goes by faster when you've experienced fifty of them.  There's also no doubt time goes faster when you're responding to a new stimulus every eleven seconds from cable and social media.

Which passes faster, a day fishing a quiet stream or a day watching Fox News? A day reading a good book or a day chasing the latest blue light conspiracy?

Maybe this is all in my head, the simple excursions of a guy watching the years go by and still wondering why on much of life's questions.  If it is all in my head, then I'm of two minds about it.  Anyone surprised?

On the one hand, I think everybody throughout the history of humanity that reaches my age feel an acceleration in time passing.  On the other hand, I believe the time we live in, the 24-7 reality tv/social media age has warped our sense of...well of everything.

So with the sun back over my shoulder I'm looking ahead. We're all hurdling toward something and I'd like to see the sights along the way.  The funny thing about these solar trips is that sunshine on my back will one day be shining right in my eyes.

And once again I'll be wondering how so soon.