Time isn’t short, and I hate admitting that, because it means I can’t blame the clock for what I’ve been avoiding in my own life,
Time isn’t short, when I look honestly at my days and see how much leaks out through small mindless habits that I keep calling “my normal”,
And time isn’t short as it asks me, what if the problem isn’t the amount of time I have, but the way I keep spending it like it’s worthless,
But time isn’t short as it tells me, I can stop hiding behind the phrase “no time” and start choosing what actually deserves my hours…
Days slipped unseen into the dark when I live comfortably that is what happens when I treat comfort like a lifestyle and neglect like a routine, and keep postponing the hard work of meaning,
Days slipped unseen looks like overindulgence, distraction, overthinking, and the kind of busyness that produces nothing but exhaustion,
And those days slipped unseen makes me wonder, what am I numbing with luxury and noise, what truth am I avoiding by keeping myself enough to be entertained,
But those days slipped unseen tells me, I can face what matters and stop drowning my life in things that don’t fill me as a whole…
Moments blindly passing is the scariest part—how time can move while I barely notice, how weeks slide into months, and I’m still saying “soon will come”,
Moments blindly passing is what happens when I don’t recognize my own life moving forward, because I’m always rushing or always waiting, and never actually here,
And moments blindly passing makes me wonder, will I notice my life while I’m living it, or will I only see it clearly when it’s already gone,
But those moments blindly passing tells me, I can wake up now and witness my days as they unfold to happen…
A familiar instant deflection is the sentence I throw around—“I don’t have enough time”—even when I’ve spent hours on things that didn’t matter at all,
A familiar instant deflection is what I say when I’m overloaded, when I’m scattered, when I’ve committed to too many unnecessary things and call it responsibility,
And my familiar instant deflection makes me wonder, is it actually true that I don’t have enough time, or did I simply hand my time away without thinking,
But my familiar instant deflection tells me, I can pause, audit my commitments, and choose again before I burn out…
Watchwords:
• “No time” is often a choice
• Comfort can hide avoidance
• I will notice my life
• I can audit my days
• I choose what deserves my hours
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
