I used to feel in my first couple of decades that life was moving along far too quickly, and that I was always well behind in terms of emotional maturity. During my early to mid teens at school, my peers always seemed to revel in trying to appear 'grown up', whereas I just wanted the whole thing to slow down and give me a chance to catch up. Then in the sixth form (ages 16-18) all the emphasis was on preparing to go to university and enter the world of adulthood, but I just wanted to adjust to the whole idea of becoming a teenager. My headmaster called me in and told me he was entering me for Oxford University, but I couldn't actually relate to this or get excited about it, though that's where I ended up anyway.
Now here I am, born in the late 1950s, and playing videogames is still one of the main things in my life. Had a half-hearted attempt at a 'career' for a decade or two, but never really saw the point of it, nor could I get interested in most of the other 'milestones' of adult life (marriage, family, etc). My 'peers' are middle class people in their early 60s, but I have very little in common with them in terms of lifestyle, attitudes and all the rest of it. Don't really give a damn about any of this anymore, lol.
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On a mountain range
I'm Doctor Strange