I recently had a few situations that made me think about an old Alan Parson’s Project song called Time. So far in my retired life, I have been busy with meetings, activities… so time was still divided up into quanta.
With the advent of the Corona virus, time turned into a flow. Units of measure blurred to the point where even the ‘Groundhog day’ perspective broke down. When a meeting that I should attend was defined (several times) I didn’t even recognize I missed it until well after the time had flowed far past.
As social options open, it will be interesting to see if my perception of time flips back into a more calculated view. Sort of like the difference between how an integral is defined (in math) vs. the way you can calculate the area under a curve using a computer.
Something tells me, things will ‘go back to normal’ much faster than I can image — but it may be a new normal. After all, time is one resource that we may be able to optimize, but it will never be abundant.