Time

I remember when seconds, minutes, hours, days dragged on for what seemed like lifetimes. I couldn't wait for the clock to tic-toc, tic-toc... I felt every second of the minutes. Now, time gets away from me. I'm chasing time down threatening to give her a ticket with a fine. But I can't catch her. She keeps moving fast! Some would suggest that I'm older, older, older...But am I really older if I haven't caught up with time? What defines her, time? Is it the second, minute, and hour hands of the clock? Is it the rising and the setting of the Sun? The spinning of the Earth? The Seasons? What reasons do I have to count time? Does it only matter if I count time on a straight, linear line? How old is the Spirit when she remembers 2000 years ago yesterday and 700 days away tomorrow simultaneously? My flesh says I'm 30 something. My mind is confused by the clock and the Spirit telling me different things. They're not in sync. One ages me. The other stages me. Taking years off and adding them on. Only spirit wrapped in flesh can manage this.