But only when I'm at home and enjoying myself. At work, I seem to have a surfeit of it that I've taken to watching the clock round the clock. Bad I know, but its a reflex action when you'd rather be doing something else.
But the moment I step out of our office lobby, time has this uncanny way of speeding up and before I know it, its time to watch the clock again at work. The cliche, time flies when you're having fun is never more true in this case. I have my jogging, my chores, my vital-to-my-sanity internet surfing and endless errands I can never get on top of. Plus my social and relational commitments (say what?) eat up a lot of my time too.
If I can't have more hours in a day, can I have more weekends instead?
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