I have a problem. It seems no matter how much I try, I can’t help feeling time is passing me by at a too-rapid speed. The alarm goes off at 5:15 a.m. and I think, “I have the entire day. No appointments. Free as a bird”. I don’t work out of the home and have the luxury of writing and blogging along with schlepping my two kids around wherever they need to go.
I look at the clock all day long and it whizzes by at warp speed. Suddenly it’s 10:30 p.m. and I’m off to bed. Where did the day go? I drove my daughter to school, fed the dogs, caught up on e-mails, wrote a blog, did errands, read a little while eating lunch, rode my bike then watched a couple of hours of television.
But how could that make up an entire day, from 5:30 a.m. to 10:30 p.m. Isn’t that SEVENTEEN HOURS? I don’t turn the t.v. on during the day, I don’t talk on the phone often, I read less than an hour a day. Where does the time go?
I didn’t feel this way about time when I was younger. But now? I see 90+ year old ladies on the street and I think to myself, “There I go in a blink of an eye”. I’m not a morbid person but the way the clock’s hands are whirling, I’ll be hunched over in a retirement home several hours from now.
Does anyone have a suggestion how to ignore TIME?