24 hours

I wonder how a day can have 24 hours and I can't find a few minutes for a blip. Every day seems too short (or do I spend too much time at work?). Whatever the reason, once I'm home it feels like I turn my head and it's already time to go to bed again. Today, like many days, while the spaghetti were cooking, I did my daily 10 minutes of learning French. At least something useful done; will see how much longer.

20:15; 9°C