I forgot to take my headphones with me when I went to the gym last night, so I couldn’t listen to my music while I exercised. After what I thought was a good ten minutes of hard work, the clock on the gym wall told me I’d barely managed two minutes. I was not happy. I managed to complete my full routine, but it was so much harder without the music.
Compare and contrast.
This morning, I woke up 15 minutes before the alarm was due to go off. I was awake, but decided to wait for the alarm before getting up. Two minutes later, the alarm went off. Or rather, it seemed like two minutes.
If only I could master the passing of time, so the nice stuff dragged, and the hard stuff sped by, and not the other way round.
I’ll keep dreaming.