The Impatience of Age

I remember thinking—a few years back, eyes glazed by the million-mile-an-hour flash of a Hello Kitty DVD—that life had picked up too much speed. It wasn’t just me feeling my age, that downhill journey where you tumble faster and faster, days blurring, one into the next, until suddenly you’re at the bottom and there’s aContinueContinue reading “The Impatience of Age”