Monday, March 8, 2010

Short days

In your hands you hold two things. In your left hand you have the hours of a day. In your right hand you have the things you want to do in that day.

As you stare at the large pile in your right hand, you realise that it is infinitely larger than the pile in your left hand.

I have numerous text books that I could buy; a lot of extra reading I could do. I simply don't have the hours. No matter how 'hard' I work, I can't actually complete everything that I want to. It takes me time to read every word. There are only so many words that will fit into an hour, and only so many hours in a day.

I'm squeezing a finite lemon harder hoping that it will produce infinite juice. Just aint happening homes!

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