Time seems to have a way of being filled whether I get anything done or not.
I’m not sure what’s changed. In part I’ve slowed down from the pace I kept while working. I can feel a great difference in my energy level and it’s wonderful.
I’m not rushed. I sleep better, enjoy my food more, and I get more out of a rest break now than I did when back when I needed breaks more.
But my energy level has slowed. Perhaps it’s because I’m not pressed for time and can remain in a lower gear. That’s okay, but it seems as though the day passes even more quickly than it did.
Is this perception a function of age? Or is something happening in the Universe that has caused time to redefine itself?
Does anyone else feel this way? Is time acting odd for you, too?
My days get filled somehow, yet when I look back over them it seems as though I haven’t done anything. I like the slower pace most of the time, but now that I’ve noticed it I find yet slightly upsetting.
Perhaps I’m gearing back up for something. I hope so. I can’t see what it is now, but I’m sure it’ll be exciting.
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