Time is on my side

I'm currently reading a book called, " The secret pulse of time " by Stefan Klein. It's fascinating. I've been interested in time ever since i creeped into my 20's. All of a sudden, us 20 somethings realised this thing called Time was a precious commodity and we wanted more and more of it . Each year unwelcomingly announced itself in faster and faster. Before i knew it, i turned 24. I pulled my hair out on my birthday as you guys probably saw in my rant video. I've got to beat the clock and get going on all that i want to achieve ( mainly move out into my studio and find a full time job ).

Klein talks about this thing called ' inner time ' and ' outer time '. To greatly simplify this complex concept, inner time is the time we 'perceive'. Outer time is the digits on clocks. It's what we look at to see how much time is left before the train comes. My inner time goes annoyingly quickly. It's totally normal for me to arrive early for something and feel the time just trickle past without even noticing it. I'm never late for anything because even though i don't really enjoy waiting, the time does always seem to go very quickly for me. I don't really mind waiting as long as it's no longer than 20 minutes. When i look at my life, all i can think is " Far out that went by quickly ".
There are distinct points in my life where i have thought about the future and now i realise that that future is today. Although i feel like life has passed me by very quickly, i do regard one thing as very slow. And that's the speed at where things ' fall into place '. It's become common place for me to complain about how nothing has settled down for me yet. That by my age now, i should be living alone comfortably and independently. No where am i near that yet. It takes so long for things to fall into place.

Here's something that's really worth the wait and it's really drawing close now!

On a day to day level, the time also goes by very quickly for me. Ever since i restored my sleeping pattern, i've been getting up before 8 and feeling so energized and ready for the day. The annoying thing is, before i know it it's already midday and my morning 'buzz' is starting to wear out. I wish the morning would extend itself till 1 or something. The morning passes me by very quickly. Perhaps soon, i'll be one of those super early risers who get up at 6 just so i can make the most of my morning. I've only ever appreciated time when i really needed it. Say for an assignment or for when i'm running late ( when is this, actually? ) for something. I can't say i've ever regarded it as something truly precious when i don't have immediate tasks to fulfill or delay. Only recently have i been wanting more time to get everything i want to get done before 30. Let me tell you, six years is a short time. Let's hope i can cram it all in before then.