Reflections at the end of a tiring day

In the midst of juggling deadlines, I decided to check my personal email and got this message from TUT.com:

"Do you ever wonder where all those glorious seconds, minutes, and hours go that recently poured through your fingers on an idle weekend or a cool evening, when suddenly you feel like you're racing the clock on some crazed, hurried weekday?

Nowhere. They're still there, Wilma, lazing around. They just look different when you focus upon what you haven't done, instead of what you have done.

Your output is legendary,
    The Universe"


This certainly made me smile and feel a bit better about myself. It all boils down to perspectives really - the way we look at and deal with our never ending tasks. I often beat myself too hard every time I can't seem to work as fast as i would have loved to. I guess sometimes, we just have to accept that we can't, that we need more time, that we need to think, that we need someone else's help.