Already the days are noticeably shorter and no matter the daytime temperature, the nights cool down rapidly. By morning one of us has pulled up the extra blanket. Soon it will be too chilly for open windows.
Happens every year, and every year I'm always surprised at how it got here so fast. It's all relative, of course, and as we age our sense of time and distance shifts noticeably. I wonder where the breakeven point would be? If we lived to be 200 would time whip past us like a speeding train, or just settle down to a regular steady wind blowing in from the planets...
And after all, it's where you're standing on the platform when the train pulls into the station, isnt it.
Where is Einstein when you need him.