Not enough space and no method

I began this post a few days ago...well I gave it a title anyway. The title was a line out of a dream I had, and as soon as it happened I just remember saying to myself I have to use that line when I wake up, and write something.

I had no idea what to write about though, and I was so determined to get cracking on my philosophy essay. So I abandoned my blog.

I think, well I know what I propose to continue with in this post.

Finding those all important words to say, and putting them together.

Time seems to limit everything. Time has consumed us, and as such, we no longer have a decent hold over our lives. Often sitting and feeling frustrated that so much time has passed, and yet we seem to have done nothing with this time. Time flies when you are having fun. Time also seems to fly (but not so obviously) when you want to get things done, but seem to be limited in some way.

Even when you know there are things you need to say to people, you are generally still limited by time. It only takes a matter of seconds on meeting someone for them to decide if they like you or not, and therefore you have to be fast in order to show your best sides. Or things in a relationship could be going slightly downhill, and you may only have a matter of seconds to say things that could make or break the relationship. If you cannot find the words in that small space of time, and you cannot find the way of putting them together, it could be all over.

So what do we do? We avoid things all together. Avoiding seems appropriate....until a little further down the line, when we realise that the fears we succumb to are nothing, nothing in comparison to what we could have done. People we could have saved. Issues we could address.

If only there was that space and method available to us at the moment it was needed.