Written by Boy, I can’t believe how fast the days seem to be going by lately. And by days, I’m talking about the few hours during the day before I go to work. Because after I’m at work, the hands on the clock drag on so slowly. It’s getting to be frustrating, actually.
I’ve finally gotten myself enough ambition to really work on a project. I’ve been spending my time working on the music for my radio station. It’s a project that began last May, but I’ve only worked on it sproadically. Until recently, tha tis. I’ve been into it quite heavily since the Christmas break. There is a lot of stuff I need to do still, and that’s what I’ve been spending my time doing. I’m glad that I’m at least doing something at all.
But it just seems like I’m not getting the time I need to get through it. Everyday, time blows by so quickly that it hardly seems like I’m getting anywhere in the project. Then I come to my mind-numbing job where I seem to have all the time in the world to think about how I’m not getting my project done. All that time just wastes away into oblivion.
But eventually, that project will be finished. I won’t need all that time anymore. I’ll be able to go back to living each day in a fog, not knowing what I really want to do, not really feeling up to doing anything at all. But still dreading the time-suck which is my job.