40 million minutes

 This is, more or less, how much every one of us is expected to live. More than a few times I can remember minutes lasting like an eternity. For example when holding my breath. Or when I was watching my daughter being born. So looking at the number from that perspective, it really seems a lot, with plenty of spare time to be bored even. Yet when I remember that I lived almost 19 million of those minutes already, it does not seem that much. Continue reading →