Time and Time Again
Even though I know, intellectually, that an hour is always the same amount of time, why is it that some hours seem longer than others. The mornings at work have a tendancy to fly by -- before I know it, it is noon or later, time for lunch, and I feel like there isn't enough time for me to get anything done. However, when I return to lunch, time grinds to a halt, taking, it seems, twice as long to get to the end of the day.Maybe the time I rush through in the mornings is tacked on to the hours in the afternoon.
I can tell myself all I want that it has to do with how busy I am in the mornings generally, plus I waste a certain amount of time chatting with friends and catching up on how the previous evening was. And as the afternoon runs down, I get tired, so I am not getting as much work done, hence I am more aware of the passage of time in general. But while that explains why it happens, it doesn't change my frustration and annoyance with the phenonemon. An hour should feel like an hour, no matter what I am doing to fill it. I shouldn't have to find things to do to force time to pass every afternoon -- it should just march along at a nice clip, just like it does in the mornings.
posted by Toni @ 2:31 PM
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