i somehow feel like i'm always short of time.
maybe it's because i really am.
maybe it's because i waste a lot of time doing unnecessary things that don't contribute to my well being.
maybe it's because i do the weirdest of things during periods of forced inactivity to make myself feel like i've got no more time left.
like today, on my way to work (which i still am, btw...mobile blogging is another thing that i do during my otherwise forced inactivity time), in the rickshaw, i took off my shoes, socks, and nail clipper and proceeded to clip my toenails.
i guess i amused a lot of passers-by. anyway, i'm now feeling so good about having made the most of my 30 minute commute to work that i'll probably spend an extra hour reading blogs before i start my work for today.
ahh...the story of my life!
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