Where Is The Time?

Where exactly is the time? Years ago, I always felt like I was running low on time, but now it most certainly feels that way.

Maybe it’s because I actually napped. However, if I’d forced myself to stay awake and keep moving – next to nothing would have been done.

Oh well.

Every day, I always feel like I’m running short on time. It’s strange.

I’m slowly getting used to having nagging pain in my right arm and looking at ways to distract myself.

It’s so strange. I can feel the tendons in my right hand aching, but then something seems to make my upper arm hurt even more. Pain and tightness travels up my forearm and makes me want to scream.

I go to bed in pain.

I wake up in bed in pain.

But… I have to admit, hearing those birds chirping in the morning and seeing the sky when it’s Pre-Dawn… now that is a sight to see.

I also have the fortune (or misfortune however you view it) to see my two cats chasing each other around. I enjoy laughing with my friends and chatting up about funny stuff with my dad.

I just have to motivate myself to keep going, even with the pain. And focus on the positive.

That’s all.

~J. Lyst



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