Irony. You haz it.
I know what you mean, I think about that a lot. About how, when I was younger, I seemed to have hours on end to listen to music (I once rode my bike 14 miles to listen to the song Badge because where I was living had no electricity so I went to my friend's house to hear that one song.) or to laze on the rocks at the swimming hole, or work on my bike and hang out with friends.
Time seems different in so many ways.
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