Shucks, me and my chronic time dilation.
I’m getting used to several hours passing on a seemingly ordinary, not especially eventful day, and being amazed to reflect back and those hours ago feels, seem like a day or two has passed mentally, the gap.
But I was earlier thinking, nah, it wasn’t YESTERDAY I sent Snafu my crazy poems surely, like 2 days ago minimum.
So I thought I’d check. It bloody was yesterday lol. Just over 24 hours ago.
As a kid, I was never interested in being invisible, having X-ray specs, I’ll admit being able to fly would be really cool, and teleportation would be amazing to have on hand as well.
But the one hack I always desired so much, actually it was inspired by the Beano Comic character Billy Whizz.
He would run to China and back, do the dishes, cut the grass, finish his homework and dash to school in literally 5 or 6 real seconds.
That was his charicature and standard story theme.
So I grew up, never doing homework, hating authority, school, job clock on, time demands etc, wishing I could pause time whenever I wanted.
For as long as I wished.
Except I considered I’d be in my grave before my peers made it out of kindergarten lol.
So perhaps just as well. Unless your body age was paused too. In that sense it’s a bit like tripping. Each time pause, you would come back slightly different but look the same.
So now, I’m feeling like, as a few hours feels like days, and yesterday is a distant fog, I’ve got a kind of nice compromise.