A few years ago I saw Bert Jansch live in Brooklyn, great gig and whenever I think back to it now I always think it was about 4 years ago. Just found the ticket stub when cleaning out a cupboard tonight. 
 
It was in 2006. How in the hell did that happen? I swear, the last few years my whole perception of time has gone completely off its rocker. Is this normal in your late 30's/early 40's? 

sharke
Is this normal in your late 30's/early 40's? 

I hate to break it to you Sharke..but you're actually 54. That's how bad it's become.

 
Perception of how quickly time passes changes as we age - the older we get, the faster the years seem to roll by.
 
It's because as we get older, a year progressively becomes a smaller and smaller fraction of our overall life. For example, when you're 50, a year only amounts to a fiftieth of your life, so when you look back, it's only a small part of your past and appears to have flown by. Compare this to a 5 year old, for whom a year is a full fifth of their life and would seem to drag by in comparison.
 
It's all in the mind, but would probably explain why, in hindsight, those long hot summers of our childhood seemed to last forever.

SteveStrummerUK
 
Perception of how quickly time passes changes as we age - the older we get, the faster the years seem to roll by.
 
It's because as we get older, a year progressively becomes a smaller and smaller fraction of our overall life. For example, when you're 50, a year only amounts to a fiftieth of your life, so when you look back, it's only a small part of your past and appears to have flown by. Compare this to a 5 year old, for whom a year is a full fifth of their life and would seem to drag by in comparison.
 
It's all in the mind, but would probably explain why, in hindsight, those long hot summers of our childhood seemed to last forever.

That's how I've always figured it is. That's why it puzzles me that I've never ever seen this explanation mentioned in any articles or discussions on perception of time. It's as if the scholars didn't take this point of view in consideration at all. As if it was too simple.
 
When I had my 60th birthday last year, I figured I'm starting the last decade of my life when I can with reasonable certainty assume I will be mentally and physically "fully functional." I will most likely live past 70, of course, but with titanium joints, poor hearing and whatever nuisances that you can't foresee. So, if I break my ancle tomorrow on a jogging path, and it takes two years for it to heel fully (happened to a friend), it's the same as a 30 year old spending ten years to get his ancle back to jogging condition. So...is it worth it to be overly careful at this age? :o/

Hi,
 
There are a lot of things that I remember vividly, because they were so huge at the time for me, but for the most part, it's a wonderful trip down memory lane, hugh, and it doesn't bug me or bother me as much anymore.
 
I still think that the Tales From Topographic Oceans show by Yes at the Long Beach Arena is one of the greatest rock performances EVER, by any band. Pure "classical" music by folks our age, in so many ways.
 
I laughed myself silly when Roger Waters got really pist off at Anaheim Stadium and swore at the folks trying to get pieces of the flying pig after it broke up! It's on a couple of bootlegs!
 
I thought that the LA Police being around the Arena, for The Wall tour was scary and we left our joints in the car when we saw that. That night, 514 people got busted at that show. Three of four days earlier, Jethro Tull had no issues! But you knew it was bad, when during the show, twice, you saw some folks run quickly to a spot and grab someone. That was down right ****ed!
 
I still am disappointed by Sly and the Family Stone, and their no-show in Chicago that got many of us beat up badly. No one died, but the taste in my mouth for many bands and what they do is separated by "what they mean", and if they show up!
 
I still think the worst concert I ever saw was the Rolling Stones, and Mick riding a big dick. Out of tune and totally too loud! It was worth walking out on.
 
Fun stuff ... walking around Fred Meyer with Gilly (Gong) while she is looking up stuff and toys for the show in Eugene for her to entertain herself during the show. Classy lady all the way. Fun!
 
I guess I will go to my resting place someday, and I will never get to see Mike Oldfield, or Klaus Schulze, or Vangelis. I would also love to see Djam Karet. I would have liked to see Guru Guru, or at least Mani, but I was sick when he came through with the Acid Mothers here in Portland.

When I was a child, I always thought that older people talked very slowly.  Now, I find that younger people lack the patience to hear my words of wisdom.  
 
You'd think it would be the reverse.  I mean, as time goes on, I've got less time to say anything.  You'd think I'd know better than to savor a long sip of coffee, clear my throat, ponder my words, and then start with, "Let me tell you 'bout the time..."  I just don't have time for that sort of thing.  That's no good.  Younger folk could end up missing out on Profound Wisdom.  I should begin with, "Listen!  I don't know how much time I have left, so pay attention.  I may have accidentally left the foot fungus ointment next to your toothbrush.  You might want to read the label first."

It's because the more over the hill you are, the faster the cart rolls.

what's a "wonk" and how do I get one?

It is strange.
Seems like last month was last year.

Beagle
what's a "wonk" and how do I get one?

 
It's a bloke who makes delicious confectionary and chocolate.
 
To get one/meet him, one needs to discover a golden ticket.
 
But Beagles shouldn't imbibe of human chocolaty comestible creations.
 
Something to do with the high levels of theobromine in such delicacies.
 
But doggie chocolate is fine, even if it tastes like putrid cardboard.