Time is flying by. Time does not stand still. Time waits for no one.
Now, with a full work day everyday, with home responsibilities everyday, it doesn't leave much time to do what I want to do, what I need to do. I tell myself soon I'll have more time. Soon I can stop and smell the roses. Soon I can do what is really important..
But until then. Until I can stop and take care of the most important things for family and friends, and the small, trivial things, that really in truly mean so much to them and me, I will have to take the beaten path to work and back home every single day.
Sorry, just daydreaming. . I need a day off. Work will always be there. I need a piece of cake..