Each year that i've aged i've noticed how the days just seem to pass me by.
Like I think i'll have tons of time and then suddenly its all gone and its midnight and I still need to read this one thing.
Yeah i'm still working on my life.
But like 8 extra hours wouldnt hurt.
I could sleep some more.
Have a few more extra hours before work to actually eat and wake up.
We all know i'm not nice in the mornings so actually having time would be great.
Because currently my bed is the most constant and stable relationship I have.
We sleep together.
I am happier after.
And all is well.
I love my bed.
And now I truly understand what people mean when they say enjoy the time you have because it will pass by so fast.
Like it feels like a minute ago I was graduating from highschool and at prom.
Holy crap i'm old.
and I need more time.
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