What Is It About Time?

What is it about time? That's the question buzzing around in my head these days. Is time really so short, so short that trying to squish dreams into our days is nigh to impossible? Or is it all a matter of perspective?

Because right now, it just seems my plate is full. Have you had that problem? I'm trying to have a good attitude about it. When my kids need me, I love being with them. I try to respond with a smile on my face. They're only little for so long.

But in the back of my head is my novel that I want to get working on. Trying to figure it all out. Sigh. Guess it's better to have this problem, full of life and living, than to be dead.

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