Speaking Of Time

speaking of time, i feel like my life has been and always will be a perpetual race against a clock. i never get as much done as i want in a day, a week, a year. and only 50% gets carried over the next day . the rest gets lost inside my mind while my body rests. that causes me to walk around in a constant compressive state (or maybe more appropriately tensive). it’s like god gave us the ability to do only one thing really well at a time, and it’s the biggest tragedy for a person to endure…

By: Anna

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