Time
July 10, 2005
What a paradox, time
Time to hurry
Time to wait
Time for work
Time for play
Time for me
Time for you
Sometime in May
Why am I such a slave to allotments of time?
I carve out just enough for each area, person, project, etc.
I watch the clock with anxiety…is there enough time
What if I am not on time?
If he doesn’t come now, there will be no time
I awake at night to see what time it is
All during the day and night
I look at the “time” as a measure of my sanity, my tether to control
I even pride myself on always (98% of the time) being with in 15 minutes of guessing the right time
I even live much of my life (emotional) in two time zones, his and mine
Doesn’t he know we only have a small allotment of time when both of us are available?
Why am I not his first priority during that time?
Being the keeper of time is very exhausting
Wish I could let go of time
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