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Time seems to be running away

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. That insufferable noise just doesn’t ever want to stop. Tick. There is just too many things left to do before…. Tock. I don’t have enough time to get all of this done. Tick. You want me to do what? And by when? Tock. Ugh. How did it get so late? I thought it was only 11am? Woke up this morning, running through my mental list to see what still needs to be done. Work, family, friends, school, the holidays. All are asking for a piece of my time. A piece of my life to make theirs …