Where Does the Time Go?
When I started this particular blog, I had in mind that
I would have all kinds of time to be writing.
It does not seem that that is the case, although I think
about writing all the time, and I write things in my mind
as I walk or hike.
The hard part seems to be finding time when it is quiet
to actually write the things down. I guess I like being
a genius in my own mind than seeing the words in print
in the harsh light of day.
Nonetheless, here I am today, but the only thing I
am thinking at the moment is that time slips away so
often.
Maybe that is an actual subject when you think about it.
I know there are lots of books about procrastination.
That’s not really what I am talking about. I am referring
more to the fact that there seems to be so little
unstructured time in a person’s day anymore. Time that
is really yours to do with what you please. It is always
spoken for by someone or something (like the job).
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