I don't know if that's a sign of my growing old, but as time goes by I tend to think that I'm loosing control of the flow of time. My life is sort of ordered, but at the same time, it's completely chaotic at the level of personal experience. Like now, I'm writing, and I don't know why I write or why I listen to downtempo tunes from Jazzmusique radio (tune it on iTunes radio).
I need milestones in my life. Or maybe not. A chick will do :p