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For those of you who are as fascinated as I am with internal time clocks, threre's a fascinating article in this week's issue of The New Yorker by neurologist Oliver Sacks on aberrations of time and movement. I had been wondering why time seems to go more quickly as you grow older a few weeks ago, so it was interesting to see this lengthy discussion on the topic.
He says it's because "when one is young days are packed with novel, exciting impressions, or because as one grows older a year becomes a smaller and smaller fraction of one's life." I think my theory about changing metabolism is more interesting, frankly.
There's also an interesting quote in the magazine, by Gina Ochsner: "Truth is a dark stain, and the words of language are like leaves: one more way to hide ourselves from one another." Let that be a lesson to you, fellow journalers.
Going to the Boston Children's Museum today with the kids. Yeah!
He says it's because "when one is young days are packed with novel, exciting impressions, or because as one grows older a year becomes a smaller and smaller fraction of one's life." I think my theory about changing metabolism is more interesting, frankly.
There's also an interesting quote in the magazine, by Gina Ochsner: "Truth is a dark stain, and the words of language are like leaves: one more way to hide ourselves from one another." Let that be a lesson to you, fellow journalers.
Going to the Boston Children's Museum today with the kids. Yeah!