Age, Time, and the Multiverse

I believe that time is proof of a multiverse. As we age, we enter another dimension where time is a tad bit slower than it used to be. I wake up everyday at 6:45 and complete the same steps that I always have for the last 18 years. However, whereas I used to be in my car by 8:00, when I jump in my car now and look at the time, it says 8:20 am. Clearly, I have moved to a dimension where time has sped up.

Or maybe this is proof of Einstein's theory of relativity and time dilation where time speeds up the slower we go. Considering the 20 minutes I have gained, I must be going really slow compared to past years (though I can't tell -- I don't feel any slower.) 

Or, maybe there is no multiverse, nor any noticeable time dilation. Maybe it's just the menopausal side effects of memory loss, and I am late due to running back in the house for the car keys, cell phone, coffee, notebooks, packages or anything else that I need and discover missing every morning when I get into my car. Moreover, these things are never where they are supposed to be which prompts a 10 minute or more... okay 15 minute search for said item.

No, it has to be the multiverse.

The Smells of Autumn

Autumn has arrived and with it, all of its scents and perfumes of this season. There is the scent of Bengay that has been spread unceremoniously across both knees. Your chest reeks of menthol via Vick’s vapor rub, which could also be spread above your lips to facilitate easier breathing. Your hair smells of rosemary, tea tree, and castor oil to promote growth and/or hide ever worsening thinning or bald spots. The house and your breath reeks of too much garlic which is being used to lower blood pressure. And you slosh wintergreen alcohol, turned black with the banana peels you have shoved into the bottle for the potassium benefits, all over the ever presenting aches and pains of a typical autumn day. When do you know it’s autumn? It’s when you care more about the benefits of the remedies than what you smell like.