A Gift and a Curse

There seems to be not enough hours in a day. When I wake up in the wee hours, the sun is barely up and even then, I am way behind. By the time I retire, I feel as though I didn’t do enough and it drives me insane.

It is no question that I am a perfectionist and it’s a quality I often wished I didn’t have as nothing is ever tailored to the way that I like it.┬áIt’s like a vicious cycle. If there were-lets say thirty hours in the day- would I get more done? Probably not. It would just give me an excuse to stay up further and work myself into the ground.

Am I the only one who feels like this?


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