I feel like writing. So I will.

 To be honest, I've been feeling quite anxious these last couple of days, and today - especially after unsubscribing from old channels on my main YouTube account and getting hit with a lot of nostalgia - is starting to get almost unbearable. I decided to write while I was washing the "service area" (no idea how to say it in English) and the cats' litter boxes, which I decided to do before leaving for my mom's house. It is probably some excuse to postpone the cleaning, but here I am.

 The thing I wanted to write about has to do with our perception of time's passage. And it is kinda funny to realize I'm probably only thinking about this right now because today is the last day of the current year. Anyway. On the perception of time's passage:

 Have you ever thought about how everyone - from the poor to the rich, from the 16 years old meme lord to the 88 years old grandpa, from the garbage collector to the Ph.D. in Astrophysics, and so on - gets a little sad when they realize the Dragon of Time With A Big Clock On Its Stomach has eaten a chunk of their life? And oh, please don't mind me saying "when everyone realizes times has passed" in the fanciest way possible.

 If you have not, then pay attention the next time you see that uncle you haven't seen in the last couple of years. Truth be told, it works best if you're a teenager who had a growth spurt, but even if you haven't, when a friend of your mom who hadn't seen you since you were 8 sees you when you're 15 years old, the first thing she will say is: "Oh my God, look at you! You grew so much! Last time I saw you you were this tall (and they will place their hands by their belly button or somewhere close to indicate your height at the time)!!! Wow, time really goes by fast... (the ellipsis is crucial)."

 To be fair, this is just an example. The truth is that whenever we realize time has passed, we flinch. It's a truly difficult thing for all us human beings to realize we are getting closer to the time when we didn't exist.
I might be going too far here, but I think the real pain men feel when they start losing hair is the constant reminder they're getting older. That time is passing. That the time they turned 20 is now long gone.

 Alright. Maybe I'll regret not writing something significant here today because there are less than six hours until this year comes to an end, but I will take the risk. I will probably write elsewhere though, but you will not see it.

 I cleaned what I had to clean. I hope you have a good New Years' Eve.