When I was ten I remember coming in from a day playing kickball and baseball in the backyard and asking my mom why it was taking fooorrreeevvver to get through the weekend to start school again. Now at 33 I wonder how to slow the weekends down so I can enjoy them more before it's time to go to work again. Where is the time going?
According to the ancient Mayans and those that believe in quantam physics theory of fractal time, time is in fact moving faster and will continue to do so until the controversial year 2012 in which space and time will enter a new dimension of being.
Or something like this.
All I know is that time to me is constantly running out. I feel like I've been sitting at my computer for 30 minutes contemplating ideas and interacting with my blogs, and it turns out I've been sitting here for 4 hours. In no time it will be Monday again and I'll be back at work. When I'm at work, time moves faster still, and in a blink of an eye it's time to plan my weekend again.
If it weren't for the paycheck accumulating over this same time I would want to figure out how to condense my work time even further in order to extend my free time and make my short time on this planet a happier time. But if the Mayans are right, I might not need to worry too much longer since 2012 may have bigger things in store for us.
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