I think that ours is a society meant for 25-year-olds.
Everyone who is younger than 25 races to get there as fast as they can, impatiently tapping their foot as the clock crawls forward.
Everyone who is older than 25 looks back at it with regret, grasping with greedy fingers at the treasure they once posessed.
And the 25-year-olds themselves? The blissful ignorant, unaware of how golden is their hour even as it slips through their grasp.