As you get old.
Now, I'm not the only one getting old - I have it on good authority that it happens to everybody. BUT as I get old life tends to get 'silly'.
Where does that commodity 'time' go to? I wake up in the morning and the pot is full of time.
I have things to do, time to do them in and life looks good. I get to lunchtime and I realise that things are 'slipping'.
By the evening that commodity has long gone and I'm looking back over the day and wondering where it all went.
Ah, I know, I've been robbed!!! Robbed of MY time. What can I do about it?
PLEASE, if anybody's got the answer do let me know.
Now, I'm not the only one getting old - I have it on good authority that it happens to everybody. BUT as I get old life tends to get 'silly'.
Where does that commodity 'time' go to? I wake up in the morning and the pot is full of time.
I have things to do, time to do them in and life looks good. I get to lunchtime and I realise that things are 'slipping'.
By the evening that commodity has long gone and I'm looking back over the day and wondering where it all went.
Ah, I know, I've been robbed!!! Robbed of MY time. What can I do about it?
PLEASE, if anybody's got the answer do let me know.