Maybe it’s because I am 80 and it’s all my perception, but I really think that time is moving faster and faster and faster and faster.

For example, on Sundays I have to take out the trash. But it seems to me that as soon as I take out the trash, it is time to take out the trash again. Why? Because it is already Sunday.

On Friday mornings, the sheets and pillow covers get changed. But it seems to me that it is time to change the bed clothes again by the time I go to sleep. Why? Because it is already Friday.

I remember when Shabbat came only once a week. Now, as soon as the sun goes down on Saturday, it is Shabbat again. Why? Because it is again Saturday.

Yet, nights are still very, very long. And days themselves seem the same length that they used to be. I think the problems arise only when you calculate weeks (which are now about three days long), months (which now have about 2 weeks), years (which last about 150 days now) and decades (which, in spite of their name, last only 5 or 6 years).

And centuries? The 21st century is now almost 25% over. How can that be? Wasn’t last year 2000? It wasn’t very long ago that we were worried about the turn of the millennium. I remember that New Years Eve, sitting with friends waiting for all the computers to blow up.

And, speaking about the millennium. The last one lasted1,000 years. But the current one will be different. Even though I am 80, I expect to live to see the year 3000. It’s only a decade or so away. And I will be more relaxed on the evening of December 31, 2999 than I was on December 31, 1999, because I know that the computers will be just fine when the clock ticks midnight in the eastern time zone.

Yes, tempus keeps fugitting at an ever increasing speed. And having fun or not seems not to have any effect on it.