Eek. It's 11:42 and I've just started writing. The past few days, I've found that I've needed at least an hour to compose these things (though it might not seem like tons of effort is put in.) Disclaimer: this is going to be crap.
It's like I have an essay due every day now, but unlike the ones I had to write in school, these ones are nice because I have free rein. I have always been a procrastinator with papers so it's like a walk down memory lane for me tonight.
Fifteen more minutes until today is tomorrow!
Funnily enough, I was also madly rushing through work today. I'm organizing a survey and decided to finish creating 53 different survey packages on my own this afternoon, even though my coworkers said they would help me tomorrow. Sometimes things are just easier to do by yourself when you've done all the legwork; and with all the components of these packages, I wanted to make sure I knew exactly what was going in.
Do you tend to rush in your daily life or do you take it easy? I am generally the former -- I walk briskly to and from work, I race down stairs (my favourite are the Skytrain's), I check my watch often (and see if anyone around me does the same, because I always find that when you're with a group of strangers, when one person checks their watch at least one other person will follow suit); I go to movies at least 30 minutes early, I rush my friends to catch the bus and/or said movie, and the list goes on...
However, the times that I just sit back and relax, sans rumination, are oh so very treasured. There have been moments in my life, notably on trips abroad, in which my surroundings have been so poignant, the atmosphere so calm, that 100 years could have passed by and I wouldn't have even noticed.
And just like that, in a relatively brief 18 minutes, I have beat the clock.
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