Running out of days...

I find it hard to believe I'm writing this after a few weeks into the semester. There are things that are thrown on me and need action and then there are those for which you are invited if you have "brains, nerve and enthu" Why would I run away? More so, I'd be virtually blind, if I didn't notice the oppurtunities skulking around the corner.

To a question from one of my good friends, I had the clichéd answer- 'I don't have time'. She queried further - "Don't you have time to do things?" or "Are you not making time for them?" I was baffled beyond words. For I knew the answer, only it's much harder to admit.

Living in a locale amidst endless bustle; I can't go wrong when listening to this song-

There’s too much work and I’m spent
There’s too much pressure and I admit
I got no time to move ahead
Have you heard one thing that I’ve said

And all these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

And I can’t last here for so long
I feel this current it’s so strong
It gets me further down the line
It gets me closer to the line

And all these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

All these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

Will all these little things in life they all create this haze
And now I’m running out of time I can’t see through this haze
My friend tell me why it has to be this way
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

- Running out of days (3 doors down)