Ah, to play a game or not to play a game...
Tick tick. Time continues to march on. Even as I stand there with nothing to do, it continues forth. Unrelenting in its march forward through the ages. Each day passes on becoming another addition to the past, to days no longer in reach but for memory. Tick tick. Sometimes I feel the pulse of it … Continue reading Time Unrelenting
We all make little rules to try to avoid bad behaviors. Or at least in some cases it’s to avoid traps. I’ve made many over the years, most failing to make any lasting change. No matter, however, as I continue to try. So I have another. Starting tomorrow I am going to restrict myself to … Continue reading My New 5 Minute Rule
This is an unfortunate coincidence with the movement, but no, this post will have nothing to do with any opinion on the feminist movement. In this case, I am actually going to be talking about time. Specifically how I manage it. Or rather, how I don’t manage it very well. In an earlier post in … Continue reading My Time is Up
Can I feel, this way for a minute. and take the hours as they pass by, as my own. for my own playful desire. instead of waste, that I produce from there of. there is that time I spend away. I spend it away from myself. Foolishly therefore, I see nothing but wasted time. landfills … Continue reading Lost In Time