I don’t have enough time.
I don’t have enough time in my days anymore. It is not a bad thing, because that means I’m busy. I’m running around, and I don’t have time to feel bored, or to think about things too much. You know how one can think up nonsense when you have too much time? Well, I can’t do that anymore.
There is one truth I can’t get away from though, whether I think about it or not…
I don’t have enough time left to spend with my daughter anymore. This is not a good thing. No matter what I do in the next few months, I won’t be able to spend enough time with her to see me through the months and years to come. I find this a bit…well, ‘sad’ is the word that comes to mind, if I’m honest.
You know how people often say that you have to ‘make up for lost time’? Well, guess what? That is not possible. Time lost is just that – time lost. So forgive me for not feeling like kicking up my heels right now. Maybe I’ll feel different tomorrow, but right now, I need time to accept the fact that I don’t have enough time.
Does that make any sense at all?