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Time is the fire in which we burn
-- Gene Roddenberry

I just figured out that on my last birthday, I had been alive for 19,447,200 minutes (or 1,166,832,000 seconds). Wow over one billion seconds. Just contemplating this and calculating the numbers I have wasted several more. And it makes me realize I am rapidly approaching the point in my life where I can no longer deny that I am at least half done with this lifetime. It will be weird when I wake up (say, around 50 or so) and know, deep inside that barring some magical life extension most of my life is probably behind me. Hell it may ALREADY be behind me; I just don't know it yet. And the clock ticks on.

Which reminds me of a poem I wrote about time a few years back.

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For whom the clock ticks

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  • I find the idea of being alive is strange enough without having to think too hard about the strangeness of being dead.
  • It looks like you calculated 37 years X 365 days X 24 hours X 60 minutes X 60 seconds. But you forgot to account for leap years! You're even older than you thought! Heh.
    • by nizo ( 81281 ) *
      Actually I thought about that; my birthday was last month, so I figured the extra days between then and now make up for me being too lazy (and spending many more seconds) figuring it out to the second. Hell a few months worth of seconds pales in comparison to the magnitude of a billion seconds. :-)
  • But you've already expended 99.99% of you're life's seconds. I'm afraid you know what that means: no more buffet's for you.
    • by nizo ( 81281 ) *
      Ok most of those seconds I can live without, except the ones at the Chinese buffet. MMmmmmm, saltynoodlesandspicyporkgoodness.
      • MMmmmmm, saltynoodlesandspicyporkgoodness

        Well I now know what I want for lunch. Not going to happen, but at least I know;-)

  • This brings up an interesting point. I've always been a firm believer in "we'll get there when we get there." I grew up in Vermont, where the pace of life was s... l... o... w... and I learned not to rush toward things but believe that if something is important enough, it will be there when you get there. My wife is just the opposite: she lives as if every day was her last, and I think sometimes that makes her a bit too impulsive. I also feel that if you're in a frenetic race to live your life, you're actua

  • back in my 20s.

    All the time I have is bonus time.

    So I just enjoy it.

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