How come life goes by so fast?

I asked myself this question because I love holidays and every single time, I feel they’re going with the speed of light.

So…how come everything goes fast? How comes it feels that years, and life in general, goes fast?

I think that life feels fleeting because it is. We live it moment by moment, often consumed by routines, ambitions, and worries, while time slips through our fingers unnoticed. Doesn’t it? Don’t you feel that way? 

It’s only when we pause, reflect, or face loss that we grasp its brevity. The more we race through life seeking destinations, the more we lose sight of the journey itself. The speed of life isn’t in the passing of days but in how little we fully inhabit them.

Days blur into weeks, weeks into years, not because they’re inherently fast, but because we don’t pause to anchor ourselves in the present. Run, run, run!!! That’s what we do! Life’s tempo feels fast because society trained us to be quick, to do a lot and we have to rush from one task to the next. If you add to this the fact that we, as humans, are prone to be distracted by regrets of the past and worries about the future…..you have a clear picture. 

So how to experience life with depth rather than skimming its surface? Maybe ….when we eat, we should be savoring the taste, instead of scrolling through a screen? Maybe…when we speak to someone, we should be truly listening, instead of planning what to say next? Maybe….when we wake up to a new day, we should marvel at the miracle of being alive, instead of rushing into autopilot? I know we all heard this a million times, but what if we make a purpose to actually catch ourselves and do it ………do all these things and more……

I think that life is made of meaningful moments. A single fully inhabited hour—spent in laughter with loved ones, immersed in creativity, or simply noticing the rustle of leaves in the wind—can feel infinitely richer than a week lost to distraction or routine. 

There was a Romanian philosopher, which I like a lot. He’s gone now, but he left us with his writings. His name was Emil Cioran and he wrote a lot about life’s fleeting nature. He saw existence as an absurd, transient phenomenon—a dance between suffering and futility.

I remember reading his work made me sad, and made me think deeper. 

His reflections pushed me to confront uncomfortable truths—our impermanence, our contradictions—and yet, in that confrontation, there was a strange liberation. If life is fleeting and absurd, then perhaps our task is not to find ultimate meaning but to create small, meaningful rebellions against that absurdity: to love, to laugh, to think deeply, and to savor even the fleeting joys.

Don’t you think so?

In Cioran’s own words: “What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?” Perhaps, in accepting the triviality of our struggles in the grand scope of existence, we can learn to live with a lighter heart and a sharper awareness of the beauty in every passing moment.

So, what should we learn, and how can we make it personally more meaningful?

I think that we must learn to cherish the present, for it’s all we truly have. Life’s meaning lies not in grand achievements or material successes but in our capacity to connect—with others, with ourselves, and with the world. That’s what makes this community so wonderful. I found amazing people here, who share their writings, their travel experiences, their thoughts ….and you know……there is such humanity. I’ve learn a lot from all of you, and this brought me and continues to bring me joy. So thank you for that ….

I think that meaning isn’t found; it’s made—moment by moment, choice by choice, by living intentionally and generously.

Each moment we share, every connection we make, brings depth and meaning to this fleeting existence. So thank you for your presence, your kindness, and for the light you bring into my life with everything you share.

Happy holidays ❤️ let’s live with purpose ❤️