A few days ago, I unintentionally stumbled upon the chat history with an old friend. The conversation from a few months ago feels like we just finished chatting, but when I check the time, it has actually been over half a year.

I feel a bit dazed and start to wonder if it's because I'm getting older and my memory is getting worse? Or maybe it's the high density of information now that makes time fly by. In the past, I could spend a whole month diligently researching a project, but now, after half a year, it feels like it has been compressed into just a few days, and I'm constantly on the go.

I remember when I first entered the circle, there weren't many messages, and the pace was slow, allowing me to settle down and study slowly, and have good chats with friends. But now, Twitter is endless, with a mountain of messages, contracts exploding one after another, and my eyes can't keep up with the pace. #bnb