as someone way over the hill, I think life is flying but after much deliberation I have decided it comes from two things:
1) we no longer mark our years by grades in school or our kids grades in school so the months and days all seem to run into each other
2) we can look back on a huge lifetime of memories in a flash, giving the false impression that it happened/happens in a flash.
Really, when waiting for events to happen, I feel like it crawls just as slowly as ever.