They say accepting your age gets easier as you get older. Someone once told me that all of the days you've lived are remembered as a fraction of your life, so the longer you live, the shorter the days seem compared to your whole memory. To the young, a day is a large fraction of their total life and seems long, but when you are old each day zips by. I'm not too sure. I am seventy-three and I have a still have a real problem with Wednesdays.
