Time, time, time

I wish there was more of it.
The weekdays are packed. The weekends seem to be getting even more so! My saturday & sunday afternoons are effectively booked out for the next 3 (maybe 6) months.

I've discussed my volunteer organization concept with a few people and they all find it interesting...but when to start working to get it off ground? Am I being a hyppocrite? Just ideals and no action like a whole lot of people in the world? While denying that I am anything like them...have I too succumbed to becoming a rat? Do I not possess the determination to make, find the time?

On the one hand I am relieved that I am still bothered by these thoughts. On the other is constant chagrin at not being able to fulfill oneself.

And spirituality....yes...that other ephemeral...or so it seems...needs to be addressed.

Hankerings...they never cease.