Why Does Every Week Feel Exactly the Same as the Last One?

The brain science that explains why your days are blurring together (and the fix that actually works)

Yesterday morning, I was making coffee when my neighbor knocked on my door. "Can't believe it's been three years since you moved in!" she said cheerfully.

Three years? I literally froze, coffee pot in hand. In my head, I'd been here maybe a year. Eighteen months tops. But three years?

That's when it hit me like a punch to the gut: I couldn't actually remember what distinguished year one from year two from year three. It was all one long, blurry Tuesday. Same morning routine. Same coffee. Same conversations. Same everything.

I spent the rest of that morning trying to recall specific memories from those three years. Apart from a vacation and maybe two dinner parties, it was like trying to grab smoke. The years had somehow compressed into nothing.

If you've ever wondered where the hell time went, this letter is for you.