“Time flies when you are having fun.” Oh yeah? Well, why is it flying when I am not noticeably having much fun, just aching and aging? It is July now and just yesterday it was January, iced in and miserable. What happened to February through June? I am familiar with that old saying, “It is always towards the end of the toilet paper roll that it runs faster.” Just because I am 82, is time running faster for me or is it just my perception?