Week 6 and it seems like time is standing still. Each day more or less like the last. The same items on the to do list that you didn’t get done yesterday, or the day before that are there again. I think I talked about this before, but repetition speeds the perception of time. We Think as we get older time seems to move faster as each year, day, month become a smaller unit of experienced time - but that’s not the whole story.
The part that is missing is that the more time we spend doing the same thing, the more our memory compresses it into undifferentiated passages of time. Rather, it’s when we experience new things, challenge our minds and memories that we start to feel the fullness of time. It slows as it’s filled with unique and distinct experiences.
On the plus side, despite the seemingly endlessness of the current situation, when it ends the memories will quickly compress and we’ll simply ask ourselves “where did all the time go?” But we will also emerge on the other side paying the opportunity costs of not living more fully, the places not visited, the events unattended, all the things we couldn’t do. Our challenge really is finding what we can do right now in confinement that makes the moment different, distinct, and fully lived - I’m still working on that one.
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