Wish I Had More Time
It all seems out of whack: our perception of time. Sometimes time drags and sometimes it leaps. Mostly, in our culture there is never enough. Yet in our cells, there is a definite clock that clicks and ultimately decides it all: "our time."
More than a play on words, "our time" represents the driving factor for most of the decisions we make - whether we perceive them or not. Think of how often you have the thought, "I better do that before such and such." If you distill it down, it's likely tied somehow to "our time."
Who doesn't think that? On second thought, there are a lot of people who likely thing that. People who are not in the place to want to do more. People who are currently in unbearable pain or torture. These people's experience of time if vastly different that most.
Loads of cultures view time differently. Except when it comes to "our time." the body pretty much makes that decision for us all.
Not sure what I'm getting at today. Just some thoughts of time, I guess. I need to take the time to value the day and the memories my time on this earth has brought me. Maybe that's how a person gets away from obsessing about never having enough time. Maybe that's the key to knowing you have enough time for everything. I think we ultimately have exactly enough time as we should. Bitching about it certainly isn't going to change a thing.