As we live and grow older, the increasing mass of our experience compresses the time around us. You have no doubt noted the phenomenon of the shrinking summer, the shrinking hour, etc. Where time is sufficiently compressed, it collapses into microscopic black holes, which then surround and follow us around, sucking up random material objects, such as eyeglasses and single socks, as well as ephemera, such as names, book titles, anniversary dates and passwords. Once the individual's time has been compressed to its limit, all these tiny black holes coalesce and consume his entire mind.