A movement in time

Sometimes I wonder why time either flies by...or crawls along. Theres no in-between. You either have wayyyy too much time on your hands...or you just don't have any time at all. Its quite an unusual occurrence, but not rare. Everyone at some point either finds themselves swamped down and scrambling for time, or struggling to watch the minutes tick by.

The solution? I'm not quite sure...My conclusion is that its all about the proper organization of time I suppose. One could properly pace oneself in everyday doings, so that every single minute is used to the fullest. Today I got up, and I wanted to laze about. But I went for a run instead. Which led me to realize that sometimes, even when the chips are down, you just have to go out and do something about it. Make it work for you. Leading a more fulfilled life means doing what you want to, when you have the time, instead of procrastinating, or saying you're tired or that you can't be bothered. Nothing lasts forever...and noone knows what tomorrow brings.

Over the last year or so I've had a long hard look at myself and the things I want. And I want more. And I'm glad to say I'm getting there...and I won't stop because I will always raise the bar time and time again. And jump...and keep jumping because nobody is perfect, but I can damn well try my very best. I'll struggle along, but failure is never final, success never ending. If I work harder and longer and make more sacrifices than everyone else, I'll achieve what I want. And that to me is the most important thing on the planet. Because finally after a long while I've come full circle and realised I want more...much much more. And I will not give up till I have it.