Time is an Illusion, or was it just January?

Now that we’re finally over the 67 day long month, I’ve been looking back on January and wondering why it felt so long, despite the individual days and weeks disappearing. It feels like ages since Christmas, but today is somehow Sunday even though I’m sure it was just Monday.

Last month, I didn’t start back to reality until the 6th. Before that, I was at home in Wales with family and friends, with at least 3 visits on the agenda for each day. It began as it meant to go on…manic! Since then it has been non stop, with little time to recharge. I didn’t get a chance to join in everyone’s annual breakdown of what am I doing with my life followed by a new gym membership and new year new me lies. So I’ll do a bit of that now!

Work has been particularly busy, which I love, but also am a glutton for punishment and take on a lot.

I’ve also had a far too active social life – I know, poor Me – I miss the sofa and cups of tea. It’s all been lovely stuff, but sometimes just hanging in the flat with the pain in the arse cats is needed. I’ve been visiting friends, going for days and nights out, had people round for my birthday and people staying over for a whole weekend of wholesome (and not so wholesome) activities. I also had the fire brigade out to rescue my friends and I from being locked in my flat on my birthday, but that’s a story for another day!

Another thing that happened late January is that I turned 33. Is there a more boring age to turn? It’s a bit surreal looking back over the last year and how much things have changed since the last one. This time last year I was having a night out with my boyfriend of ten years, and it was all a bit more wholesome. I also celebrated with a long time friend and had the best time. This year, both of those people are no longer in my life and I live somewhere completely new, work somewhere new, and have my sister from Wales living with me! I can’t tell if this is all good or not!

The sister living with me just turned 23 too, so that’s a fun reminder of how fast time goes!

The older you get, the more you think there won’t be enough time to do everything that you want to do. Tonight, while reeling off a list of projects that I desperately need to make time for, I realised that I still have so many ideas and ambitions that some might have let go of by now.

I’m not getting any younger, which everyone likes to keep reminding me of when they realise my age. However, there is still so much that I want to do and fit into my life, ideally in the near future. I’m not sure if everyone feels like this as some people seem content with their lot, but I’m not, and I’m not sure I ever will be.

The constant reminder of age and how it prevents us from doing things ‘young’ people do is something I find utterly depressing. Ambition and goals are not only for the delusional youth. There are delusional adults too!

While it’s best to make the most of our time here, I think we all need to remember that its okay if we’ve taken our time, and to not let age affect any of our ideas, because time is just a measurement put into place to make sure we all meet each other on a level that helps productivity and social meetings.

Anyway, wanted to keep some ramblings here, so thought I’d add this one.