About Time

The older I get, the faster time moves. It’s not fair, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I can’t start a petition. I can’t create a union and call for a strike. I’d file an injunction, but that would just tempt me to make a fancy word play out of it like, “There’s a malfunction at the junction so I’m calling an injunction on this disfunction” and get thrown out of the courtroom.

Can’t resist a good word play.

I can’t remember how old I was, maybe six or seven, but I was watching television one night and realized the hockey game didn’t start until 7:30. The current time was about 6:45.

Well, Little Paul made the decision that he was going to sleep, instead of waiting around for the game to start. He walked to the staircase, said goodnight to his parents in the other room, and went to bed.

Because at the time, 45 minutes felt like an eternity. I wasn’t going to wait. What was I going to do? Shine a flashlight at my belly button to kill time?

Time moved so slowly back then. Every school day was so long. Getting from 9AM to Noon felt like a big chunk out of my life. A few years ago, in Ontario, they switched to full-day kindergarten, as opposed to half-day, which is what I grew up with.

I thought that was ridiculous because to a kid, half a day of school feels like forever. Multiply that by two and it’s forever-ever. I couldn’t imagine experiencing forever-ever at Age 4.

Would I still know what my mom looked like by the time she picked me up? It would have been so long since I last saw her.

I recently discovered that we never went more than 90 minutes indoors, before it was time for recess. That boggles my mind.

And then two of the three recesses were for 15 minutes. You know how much we accomplished in 15 minutes? So much! And yet, it was just 15 minutes.

You can’t even listen to Where The Streets Have No Name, three times, before having to go back inside.

I remember when they introduced the concept of speeches to us in Grade 4. Everyone had to pick a topic and talk in front of the class for 3-5 minutes.

Oh my holy custard cannoli. Five minutes!? You know how long that is!? We were terrified of that measure of time.

If a speech clocked in at 2:51, we’d all think of it as really short, but if you hit 3:15, you were a master at clock management. That’s only a 24-second difference. That’s about three sentences for a nervous 9-year-old.

Yet, 3:15 stood up as admirable, while 2:51 was a disappointment.

Those who went over four minutes were seen as having way too much to say. And if you went anywhere near the five minute mark, we might as well have put on a movie because it’s basically the same amount of time.

As an adult, three minutes is nothing. It’s like finding a nickel on the ground.

I don’t want to blame it on the era I grew up in and say smartphones bail us out in situations where we have to wait, or that by staring at a computer screen, we lose track of time.

All I know is, days move faster. It’s already 2019. It’s already March. You know how crazy this is?

I still remember the girl sitting next to me in Grade 9 french class, looking at her report card and pointing out the fact that it already said, “Expected Graduation: 2009”. We joked that “we just got here” and “the school was already trying to get rid of us”.

That was 14 years ago, thinking about 10 years ago. What?

It could just be me and my mind. I’ll remember the strangest things – moments that don’t stand out and would never make a history textbook.

It’s like I’m walking around with snapshots lodged in the back of my head, that make me feel closer to the time they happened, than the calendar says I am.

We have these sayings, “Don’t dwell on the past” and “Live in the moment” but we never stay in either one.

The saying should be, “Look ahead because that’s the only place you will always be.”

I think that quote just gave me Philosopher status. Let me enjoy it before it’s taken from me.

And, it’s gone.

I don’t know how to look ahead. I always hated the, “Where do you see yourself in 10 years?” question. How in the world are we supposed to know that? I don’t think we’re built to know the answer.

Sure, we can all say the things we hope our life looks like in ten years. We can all spew the same life dream built around education, family, good job, and a soft couch to nap on. But that just feels like the right answer, rather than the real answer.

Soft couches are not a guarantee and neither is a family of your own. Did you know that in order to get married, you have to find the one person in the world who will tolerate everything weird about you?

That’s pretty hard.

It’s almost as hard as finding three minutes of material to present to the class when you’re 9-years-old.

And that’s my time. You’ve been a great audience.

(I’ll give you a minute to realize how this concluding sequence was a metaphoric amalgamation, carefully worded to reinforce the theme of this entire post) 

Written while listening to: Do I – Luke Bryan. (Don’t ask)

How do you feel about the concept of time? Do you remember small moments that act as an anchor for a time in your life? What are your thoughts on the future?

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33 Responses to About Time

  1. ellem63 says:

    I remember the long, hot summer holidays from school that seemed endless … now time seems to race by.
    I always thought that question about the 10 year thing was pointless. I suppose my honest answer would be, “By the grace of God, I’d still be alive and in good health, with possibilities before me that I could never even dream of.” ☺

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  2. You’ve dropped some major truth bombs on us here, Paul. Like in order to have a family I have to actually find someone?! That’s a lot of pressure for 8am. Also the fact that that while you were set to graduate high school in 2009, I was supposed to graduate from university in 2009 😬 I ended up graduating in 2010 though 😬😬 why must you do this?!? I haven’t even finished my coffee yet…

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    • Paul says:

      Haha sorry, I should put a disclaimer saying “Do not read before noon”. Lol that’s only a 4 year difference. And 2010 was a good year! You picked the right time to graduate. I promise not to ruin your morning coffee tomorrow.

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      • Haha I should never read any of your posts before noon. I need brain power. Although really it should be before 9am. 9am is good.

        Haha it is only a four year difference! What made 2010 a good year?

        And you could never ruin my coffee! It’s impossible to ruin coffee. Coffee is a blessing from God.

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      • Paul says:

        I don’t drink coffee so I guess I’m missing out on this blessing??

        Haha 2010 was a fun year for me, plus the Olympics were in Canada so that was a bonus!

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      • I half wish I didn’t get started on drinking coffee, but that first sip every morning it like a little hug of happiness HAHA I’ve started to pull away from it, making my own blend of decaf and regular together.

        I guess 2010 was a good year for me too. I moved out of my parents’ for the first time, graduated from university, moved to Korea for the first time. That was a big year haha

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  3. Authoress51 says:

    Thank You! Your facts were right on and made me laugh!

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  4. Am I Thirty? says:

    Ugh I so want to go back to the days of elementary school when the days felt so long and summers lasted forever. Time goes way too fast now. I just turned 33!!! And I have no idea how that happened.

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    • Paul says:

      That’s another thing – birthdays keep coming faster and faster! These last 5 years have flown by, but age 8 – 13 felt like an eternity. It doesn’t make sense lol

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  5. I remember giving those timed presentations, my trick was to use pauses with lots of hand gestures but as I got older and in college it was more of trying to shorten my speaking to fit the time because I liked to talk to much. Now that I’m almost 50 I look forward to lazy slow moving days where time just lazily slips by with that girl of mine I met oh so long ago. Great read as always.

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  6. micqu says:

    It is a cliché, but the older I get the faster time moves. I had endless time when I was a child. Now, I am always in a haste. A week of vacation was endless as a child; as an adult it is way too short.
    I am not a fan of time…but what can we do?! It just slips through our fingers. That said, talking for five minutes straight still feels like and eternity to me.
    I like your work forever-ever. It is on point.

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  7. I only wish I could go back in time and never complain about wanting to be a grown up.. being a grown up sucks. If there was a way to stop time.. I was be all over that. Good post Paul, really makes you think.. we only spent 90 mins at a time between recess?!? What!!

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    • Paul says:

      Only 90 minutes!! I still can’t believe it. Always felt like we were sitting a classroom for hours and hours. I just wish I could go back and appreciate what it meant to be a kid. Those were the best years and I didn’t even know it.

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  8. J♡ says:

    Love this post, Paul! It made me recall all those really really really long days in school annnnddd also reminded me that I am old (thanks a lot 😜). You’re right, the older we get, the faster time seems to go by. An entire school year used to seem like an eternity…now this school year is almost over for my kiddos and they’ll be on to 7th and 3rd grade in fall. Like, what?! I just sent them to kindergarten. I will say that one instance when time still does slow down, is when I’m starving and have to wait a minute and a half for something in the microwave. Oh, the agony!

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    • Paul says:

      Oh to be in 3rd grade again…what a dream. I always looked at 7th graders as really old, wise, mature students when I was in kindergarten. Then I got there and was like, uhhhh I know nothing. Yes! Those microwaves make us wait! And then they beep five times, as if we weren’t standing at the door already!

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  9. Dutch Lion says:

    It’s not just you buddy. Life flies by quicker and quicker with each and every year. Just wait til you have a wife and kids someday. Then it really starts moving. For me, there’s never enough time in the day to get everything done. I’m on a constant quest to “catch up” on stuff. I’m never bored. I haven’t been bored in years. Frankly, I don’t even understand the concept.

    Great post as always. Dude, you really need to get published for a mass audience. You could make big money doing this and be world famous, or at least “English reading world” famous.

    Reid

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    • Paul says:

      I agree, I look back to when I was a kid and there were times when I was bored because there was nothing on TV or nothing new on the internet and I just didn’t know what to do. Now, what does it mean to be bored? Haha

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  10. Kara's Kloud says:

    I swear Paul, time is an illusion! I say this constantly and after reading this, I think it’s true. Like…who’s the genius that came up with all this time nonsense? We created this never ending cycle of hours, minutes and seconds for whatever reason lol.

    Honestly, time is such a difficult concept to understand because it really doesn’t make sense the more you think about it. I truly hope you can forgive yourself one day for only talking for 2:51 for your speech :/

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    • Paul says:

      Imagine we lived in a world without time! Like we didn’t even know time was a thing we were missing from the world. Everything would be structured so differently.

      And don’t worry, I never clocked in at 2:51 for my speech! I was always in the 3:30 range, to be comfortable. I did time everyone else’s speech though, since I was one of the only kids who wore a watch back then lol

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  11. Very detailed piece and peppered with adequate humour.
    Keep rolling out great writings.

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  12. sandeept252 says:

    I was reminded of my school days. 40 minutes of classes used to be endless and in 10 minutes of recess, we all would rush to the lavatory, play table tennis or cricket, chat with each other about our favourite TV shows and so much more.
    I always thought it was a little time then. But now as I remember, it was a huge chunk of time.

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  13. Ely says:

    Time is our best friend and our worst enemy. We can’t control it but we can control what we do with it. We can’t replay or rewind or fast forward but we can learn from time time that’s gone and prepare for the time that’s on its way. None of that made any sense lol 😂 but yet it does. Oh god. I need coffee!!!! Loved this post.

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    • Paul says:

      Woah, I read this comment as if it was a voiceover at the beginning of a movie and you were Morgan Freeman or something haha. This did make sense, don’t worry! Thanks!

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  14. Little Rants says:

    You could come to my office and shine a flashlight into trauma patients’ faces to see if they had light sensation, instead of doing that to your belly button. Hahahaha.

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