Lately, me and time are far from friendly. We are not even on a first name basis anymore. I’m not declaring time an enemy. I need it. I am just saying that sometimes I feel like it’s betraying me. Cheating me. Just being sneaky. Not cool time, not cool. That being said, I think we should try and fix things. I’ll start.

Dear Time,

I can’t continue being late to everything because of you. I can’t continue to be tired because of you. I can’t continue to skip hair appointments and workouts because of you. Time, my friend, something has got to give. You have got two options; work with me or WORK WITH ME. Add on an extra hour or two to the day if you could. That would be awesome.

Your long lost friend,


P.S. I’ll be awaiting your reply.

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