Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked

The problem with time is that there is simply not enough of it. I know this scarcity should make us feel grateful for what we have got, but in all honesty I am greedy. I want more.

I have over 700 books on my Amazon wishlist and they are not going to read themselves. I have ideas for over 40 articles, I have a journalism course to be studying, I have work to be getting on with, and on top of that I wouldn’t mind at least some form of social life. A drink now and then, a smoke on the beach, a kick around with friends, and perhaps even re-joining the gym.

With my desire and interests spread among so many different targets, the only solution seems to be cloning myself, or a stealing the watch from a fictional child named Bernard. It simply isn’t possible. Or is it?

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