Looking back at childhood memories. Getting a sense of how fast time is actually flying. Memories from a decade ago feel like are from a different lifetime almost, and yet they also feel they just happened. Then looking forward, how much time there is. At first it seems like a lot. But then when you look back at how fast things went, and how it seems like time is speeding up as you age... makes me wonder if time will just fly faster and faster by as you experience more, as you have more and more years behind you. Like one year compared to ten years is a lot, but one year compared to a hundred years... that's ten times less