Friday, 12 September 2014
This week I learned I don't have time.
I don't have time.
It's ridiculous, obviously false and at the same time overwhelmingly true.
I don't have time. Not because time doesn't exist but because I, in my dewy eyed summer enthusiasm, overcommitted.
Now the term has started, students are here, the real world is happening and all of the things I agreed to are taking up time that I have already run out of.
What I'm aiming to learn next week is how to say no; how to manage my time better and above all, how to accept that I cannot do everything, however exciting it sounds.