There’s a girl, who has so much that she wants to do, but not enough time in the day to do it. So many goals left unreached, plans overturned. If only there was more time, she could do it all. Her load is already heavy, from wearing so many hats, yet she still seeks space for more. She can’t let talent be wasted, right? right? But where is she going to find the time? Her most important tasks are accomplished, daily, but what about the extras? And what about time for herself? There it is, again, that pesky, pesky time. At some point, she’ll get it together. She’ll make a plan, and she’ll stick to it. The days will be managed, the schedule kept, the goals accomplished. Because at some point, she has to realize, there’s only so much time, and it can’t be stored away for later.