There is a life I wish to live. It is not a life with different events or different people that make up the life I am now living. It is not a life where things have come out differently, with fewer defeats or greater triumphs. No, it is this life, my actual life I am living, but with one great difference: a difference in the experience of time.
The fact is that I am not now living my life - it is living me. I am not - as used to be said - conducting my affairs; they are conducting me, driving me. And with ever increasing acceleration and tempo.