Indonesian Time

In about two weeks I’ll be hopping on a plane to fly across the planet to Indonesia, where I will live for a month. When did I become old enough to do that? Nineteen years in front of me seems like a lot more time than the nineteen years behind me. I hope the next two decades don’t go by as fast as the past two. It makes spending four weeks in Indonesia seem like not time at all. I sure hope Indonesian time is slower than my time.