© 2018 Bryan A. J. Parry
© 2018 Bryan A. J. Parry
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As you might know, I’m struggling to fit an ever-busier life into the 24 hours that this selfish Tory government has deemed fit to give us. Things can’t go on as they are: I’m barely keeping up, and I am spread thinner and thinner over more and more toast. I need to develop SMART Goals to sort myself out.
If I don’t pull my finger out? Then the following brilliant song’s words will be my epitaph. I’m talking about Time by Pink Floyd from their classic 1973 album The Dark Side of the Moon. I keep listening to the song right now to try and spark me into success.
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you’re older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I’d something more to say.
© 2016 Bryan A. J. Parry, bar the lyrics and video
text of lyrics courtesy of http://www.pink-floyd-lyrics.com/html/time-dark-lyrics.html
As you may know, life just seems to keep getting busier and busier the older you get. More responsibilities and that. Right now, I’ve got so much to fit into my day, I don’t even know how to do it. I desperately need to find a SMARTer way of working. CLICK HERE TO READ THE REST OF THE POST
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