I often think about my relationship to time. I do not like to be too busy. I like to have a lot of freedom and open space in my days. I like to follow my whims. I enjoy just sitting. Thinking or basking in a sunbeam or watching the steam curl up from my cup of coffee or tea. Gazing into the fire, reading a few lines of a book. Trying to form thoughts into words.
I can’t make time, but I can take it. I can make space and then simply be in it.
This is one of the few areas of control I have over my life and I relish having the ability to do so very little with it.