Whining.

Whining

I want more time.

I want time to be really, really good at what I do, rather than making things good enough and moving on to the next project.

I want enough time that I’m not Captain Flakes-out a Lot to my friends both old and new.

I want time to sit and appreciate the fact that my tomatoes are getting redder by the day.

I want time to pack my house and move it … and time before I do that to enjoy the things that I’ve finally gotten tuned up to the point that I like them.

Not just time, but time and discipline together so that I don’t just spend that time playing Katamari. Both seem to be important.