tick tock.

"how long a minute is, depends on which side of the bathroom door you're on."

time has been driving me crazy these days. there is never enough. but WHY? the only reason there is never enough is that we have over-programmed our lives and heightened our expectations, forcing us to constantly feel behind.

there isn't enough time to finish my marking, to write my blogs, to read the book that i want to read. when people say they are bored i am always in complete and utter shock -- what i wouldn't give for a week off to do all the things i always wish i had time to do.

i am at school ALL day, yet i am complaining that there isn't enough time to fully teach the curriculum. but i don't want more time at work, i want less! the whole thing is absurd.

the problem is not time: it is me, or more broadly, my life.

BUT please tell me how i am supposed to be completely unaffected by the world around me? how i am supposed to ignore the administration at my school that constantly wants more more more from me? how am i supposed to ignore my body telling me it wants more time to sleep? how am i supposed to balance the little free time i get between cooking, reading, working out... essentially ALL of the things that i love?

if you have an answer, please send it my way.