I keep yearning for the weekend to come so I can relax but I never feel like I can do it.
There’s always something to do. There’s always something to think about. My brain buzzes with activity constantly and it never lets me rest. One of my life goals is to take a nap. I have yet to achieve it satisfactorily.
It’s not, usually, until 12-1 am that I finally go to sleep an I am either woken by the alarm or naturally awake at 6:30. That’s not much sleep. The night goes by in a second.
I’m so tired at work and can’t wait to get home. I get home and would love nothing better than to take a nap. I might lie down but the nap never arrives. I’m wasting valuable time. I jump up to do something.
My weekends are a blur of activity as I rush to accomplish all the things that can’t be done on weekdays. The hands on the clock spin wildly as the sun streaks across the sky.
I don’t like this. Is there any way to make it stop? I need time to slow down again and run at normal speed like it did back in the 70s. Doesn’t anybody notice? Doesn’t anybody care? If nobody does anything about it what is going to happen? I feel so sorry for the kids of today. There’s not much time left for them.
I guess I’m going to have to fix it for myself. The rest of you are on your own. I can’t help you.
Wow. That got a bit more epic than I had planned. I just want to relax a bit.