I feel like I haven't had as much time to sit down and write like I would want. Things feel......rushed. Pressured. As if there were not enough hours in one day to accomplished all that I wanted. It could be worse, I suppose. Not writing on a blog for 3 people to read is the least of my concerns. Still, I miss writing here. I wish I could come up with some sort of dynamic and super complicated plan to fit it all in. But I imagine such a plan would require a Ph.d in physics and an extensive amount of knowledge in the concept of time and how to manipulate it.
Unfortunately, short of having a flux capacitor and a DeLorean, I don't believe there is any way for me to make time my slave. Which is probably a good thing. If I had more time, I would probably just waste it all with napping and using the internet to look up funny pictures of people in bad Star Wars costumes. I wish I didn't have so much to do.
Oh well. I'll deal with it. And I'll try harder to write.
Maybe.
