He’s waiting in the wings

I feel like time has been #1 on my wishlist for years now. It’s long since I wanted 48 hours instead of just 24 – now I want at least 72, so I could do all the things I want to do and get enough sleep. It’s the curse of having a creative mind, I guess, because you’re not satisfied with going to work, coming home, watching TV, going to bed. I have so many projects in my head and it’s depressing when you realise how long it will take to finish even one of them. I think too much about this and I should probably improve my mindfulness skills, because there really is no use focusing on an issue that is unsolvable for the time being. I can’t ask for part time right now for various reasons but I know it would make my situation so, so much better. Oh, well. I’m working as fast as I can with the editing and when I’m done with that, I’m at least a little bit closer to finishing that particular project.