The thing is, sometimes, time takes the lead over events. It runs out of control even though we are doing everything we can to seemingly fit in to the time we feel is available.
Obviously, in reality, time doesn’t really exist. It’s something we use to fill the space between night and day. We then break that space down even further, then again, then again, and then we try to fill it with too much to realistically fit in… and then we blame time rather than just looking directly at ourselves.
It’s a good excuse, though. Blaming something outside of us for something we know we can’t do within our own constraints.
I almost ran out of time today for this post. I thought I’d leave it, not bother posting today, then decided against that. I have my mobile app… use that, I thought, instead of logging onto the computer. So that’s what I’ve done.
I could have written more, but it can wait for later. Time, and my heavy eyelids tell me I need sleep now.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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