Since the last one decade, I have felt that time is running out. I want the time to stretch longer and feel that time is simply going by too fast for me.
And this has become a completely opposite experience since this forced stay at home due to Covid. I now feel time hanging heavily on my hands. I wake and think, it's only 7.40am. Not "Oh my god! It's already 7.40!"
I now have ample time to do all things I need to do at home...cleaning, throwing out things, fixing things, cooking, etc. BUT...I don't feel like doing anything!
Now all things anyone would want, we have but cannot use... Time. Lower gas prices. Zero crowds in places we dreamed of visiting. etc.
This Covid has given us things we wanted but taken away the things we need to enjoy them. Fate plays her tricks in a really dirty way!
And this has become a completely opposite experience since this forced stay at home due to Covid. I now feel time hanging heavily on my hands. I wake and think, it's only 7.40am. Not "Oh my god! It's already 7.40!"
I now have ample time to do all things I need to do at home...cleaning, throwing out things, fixing things, cooking, etc. BUT...I don't feel like doing anything!
Now all things anyone would want, we have but cannot use... Time. Lower gas prices. Zero crowds in places we dreamed of visiting. etc.
This Covid has given us things we wanted but taken away the things we need to enjoy them. Fate plays her tricks in a really dirty way!
