8:10...

8:10 already? Where did today go? I didn't sleep it away, no; I was up at the crack of dawn.
I often force myself to do that simply so I will have more of the day to experience and be active for. I've found myself cutting back more and more on sleep solely because I don't have enough time to do everything I have to do and want to do during the "regular" hours of the day.
24 hours... is it really enough? Why isn't it? Is it because our society has become so fast-paced, so detached from the World around us that the daylight Mother Nature provides is no longer sufficient?
Many nights before bed I'll sit and reflect on yet another day that has come and gone and how it's possible to power through what's perceived as so many hours, yet still feel like nothing has been accomplished. It's times like these that I wish I lived on a isolated Island in the Sun, where the day is what I choose to make it and not what the day chooses to make of me.
What's going to happen when I have a family and children one day? I can't even fathom how it'll be possible to monitor extra bodies other than my own- More time...
Time...
It's ironic because often I'll find myself thinking or saying things like "I can't wait till tonight" or "I can't wait till this weekend" or "I can't wait till the summer!". Is it this mentality, this constant longing for what has yet to come, that makes time seem to pass by even quicker? This is my life. My Life. Why am I often longing for something yet to come when I should really be basking in what presently is?
Hmmmm... I feel I've gone too deep into thought about this- 9 minutes to be exact...