Why is it, that when I'm trying to get something done, running errands,going to more and more doctor visits and juggling my spare time between catching a few hours sleep(when I don't have insomnia) ,spending a few minutes with my kid, doing a few loads of laundry, cause who else is gonna do it?,that the simple act of sitting on my swivel chair consumes 5 hours, yet when I have a bad attack of insomnia and have three hours to kill, the internet can barely keep me amused for a few minutes? Why is it that standing in line at the grocery store seems to last as long as going on vacation? Is there any logical explanation as to why the 2 hours that I spend staring at the digital readout on my alarm clock seems to last far longer than the four hours of sleep that eventually follows it? Why does spending 2 hours with my mom seem like an eternity that will never end? Or when my brother gets on the phone for 10 minutes it seems like I'm lost in a black pit of hell while I listen to the endless complaints he has about his life. Try living mine I wanna say, But I don't.
Time. They say all we have is time. But I think time has us...
Thursday, June 16, 2005
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Time, yeah. It seems to drag on and on, on days when I work. But when I am not at work, time just seems to disappear. One saturday I was doing nothing but setting in the chair and i thought I had only sat there maybe a half an hour but it had been three hours. Must have fallen asleep and didn't notice.
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