When 40 does not mean slow

There is a sign in the street outside our house. It is a speed limit sign for ’40’ zone. Every time I look at it I feel a stab of irony. I have turned 40 and life does not feel slow. Instead, it feels compressed at hyper-speed. The stars look smeared as we hurtle forward, dropping hobbies, reading time, even exercise — and the pressure just keeps getting hotter.

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