All past time is in the same place

For remembering makes everything “just now,” doesn’t it? Just now I was a boy, sitting in the house of Sotion the philosopher; Just now I began to argue cases; Just now I stopped wanting to argue them; Just now I ceased to be able. The rapidity of time is boundless—and is more evident when one looks back. For though it goes at breakneck speed, it glides by so smoothly that those who are intent on the present moment fail to notice it passing.

~ Seneca