"For such an unforgiving thing, time is uniquely malleable."

I stopped cold earlier this week when I read this line by Stephen King. It’s from his novel 11/22/63, about a time-traveling English teacher trying to change history.

It’s not a new idea—people have talked about it for ages. You’ve probably heard time flies when you’re having fun. Today’s YouTube philosophers call it flow, time dilation, or* wired-in*. Different words, same concept: losing yourself in an activity where time seems to slow. You squeeze more moments into every minute.

It sounds impossible, yet we’ve all felt it. And it is a phenomenon—both unnatural and deeply satisfying.

Time slows for me when I run. Not every time. Some runs are boring. But when I race? I almost always feel it. I felt it this week during the Atlanta Publix Half Marathon.

Afterwards, it’s an incredible feeling, isn’t it? Like you’ve stolen extra drops from the finite well of time. Ideally, we’d fill every day with activities that bend time in our favor. But life doesn’t work that way. We have responsibilities, obligations. Still, we can carve out as many of those moments as possible. Maybe more than we think.

Have you slowed time down this week?

One last thing for me: time stretches every Friday morning when I sit down to read your responses to this email. Keep them coming!