Week Before Vacation

The week before vacation always seem to take forever. Everyone is ready for Friday and having no school for nine days in a row. Saturday, Sunday, Monday through Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. And when we get back, we juniors, sophomores and freshmen only have eight weeks left. This year has gone by fast, or what seems to be fast. In actuality it is approximately the same length as last year. 1 year, 52 weeks, 365 days, 8,760 hours, 525,600 minutes, 31,536,000 seconds, approximately. Each year seems to tick by faster and faster. It seems like just yesterday, I was about to begin 5th grade and now almost 7 years later, I'm about to end my junior year. What is time? Is it relative? Why does it feel relative? One way of thinking about it is that each year becomes shorter and shorter because each year is a smaller proportion of your life. When people are five each year was one fifth of their life, and when people turn 30 that year was only 1/30th of their life. 1/30th < 1/5th. Each year seems shorter and shorter because it is, in comparison to your entire life. It is funny how each year seems to go by faster, when a week of seven days feels like a lifetime or an eternity. Seven days in the scheme of life is an infinitesimally small amount of time. It is only 168 hours, or 10,080 hours, or 604,800 seconds or 1/52 of a year. It is small in comparison to a lifetime or even a single year. Time is a funky it?  thing. It can fly by when you're having fun, or drag on when there is nothing to do. Time is very mysterious and not completely understood. Is it possible to travel through time?

Time, what is it?