Time is so easy to overlook.

It seems to daunt the impatient but almost anesthetize the oblivious. I feel like I am not totally in the 'oblivious' camp but do tend to think I am not far from that end of the spectrum. The moments when I seem to recognize this can be somewhat harrowing, though, and often lead me to thinking about all the time I 'seem' to be wasting. I could be so much more actively engaged in the quest for a significant other. Work and career are not necessarily unworthy endeavors, though, and do seem to claim the largest chunk of my focus. I guess it's all a massive and fairly understated tug-of-war in my priority scope. Oh, the fun of divided intention vs. the merits of undivided attention.