Few months back, I heard a single mum who works full time say " 24hrs a day just isn't enough anymore". And we all laughed, Fast forward to now and guess what, I joined her club. Jokes on me 馃槀. These days a blink and a whole full day passes by. As the day goes by we get busier. Or does time just go by faster?. Between work , school, running errands and having somewhat a personal life, it feels like I'm working 18 hours maximum.
The weirdest thing is that time seems to move faster the busier I get. One minute I am making grand plans for all I will accomplish, then the next I am staring at my to-do list wondering when exactly I am supposed lay my head on a pillow. Taking a closer look at myself and my schedule I've realised idleness the sneaky little thief of time that makes hours vanish while I'm just being lazy for a minute 馃槩or scrolling through Instagram or Tiktok. But it isn't always idleness, but procrastination too which is constantly stealing time with all the hours I've wasted saying I'll do it later.
But here is the funny thing whenever I actually managed to be productive for a couple of days in a row my body rebels me like I have committed a huge crime against nature. Two days of of getting stuff done means a 3 day mandatory recovery period. Or an hour of straight productivity means 3 hour rest 馃槀.
Somehow though in the middle of this beautiful mess I'm actually making progress bit by bit. Most days I feel like I'm running a marathon towards the finish line. Feels slow but at least I am running. The way I see it we are all out here just trying to squeeze 30 hours of life into a 24 hour day.
Maybe the real solution is accepting that somethings will wait, some naps are necessary and as long we are moving even at snails pace we are doing just fine.
Thanks for reading, and remember sometimes we need those little naps 馃槉 馃榿
