In ten seconds I can:
- tie one shoe
- swipe on clear mascara
- find clean socks
- name five of the seven dwarves
In thirty seconds I can:
- wrestle something delicious from Gracie’s mouth
- whisk eggs and milk for the skillet
- paint the toenails on my left foot
- put my hair back in this weird half pony, half bun thing at the nape of my neck
In sixty seconds I can:
- google the names of the other two dwarves
- stir brownie mix without exhausting my t-rex arms
- tell if I’ve made an enormous mistake when picking a movie
- lose my keys, glasses, phone, mail, pen, and/or coffee
There are 3,600 seconds in one hour. 86,400 seconds in one day. 31,536,000 seconds in one year.
With all those seconds floating around, how on earth can I say I don’t have time to do anything?
Join in on Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday’s. This week’s prompt is “second.” You can find all the gory details here. Happy writing!