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Call me Crazy but here we go.

I hate that we have only 24 hours a day. Internally screaming that 24 hours ain't enough!
I need more.
We need more.
The concept of 24 hours a day and 12 months a year is crazy.
Some crazy-ass person wanted 24 hours a day and here we are.
 He wanted 12 months with specific names and we have May. 
Who names a month May?! 
Like dude! 
May what! May-be or May never.
I wanted different names for months. 
Instead of September maybe sea timber 😂 
(That's my birthday month y'all. Seatimber.)
 I guess July doesn't suck that much right.
I don't know. If I had to, I would come up with better names.
Who the hell set these days and hours and weeks.
What if there were 32 hours and 52 months?
And people with damn high IQ, yes, we would work only for 9 hours even if he have 32 hours.
You dumb-ass , the whole point of extra hours is more time for Spotify and Netflix and keeping up with the Kardarshians.
We would get older later.
We would actually crave and miss our birthdays. We would have to wait for a whole lot of months. But that's okay.
We would need new names for the rest of the months. Yay!
We would have a lot more days of a year's warranty. ( My laptop's just expired, so that's that.)
We would have more time for Instagram.
Well, maybe then we would have enough time for our parents.
Enough time to share.
Enough time to care.
Enough time to love.
If we would have 32 hours a day and 52 months a year.
Age is just a number.
Time is just a ..well time just flies anyway doesn't it.
But we would have enough time to not give a damn about how it flies.
Gawd! I am good at this.
Drink water. 
No?
 You think you have a choice. Lol. You read my blog. You know the drill, get the damn bottle and have some water. 


Comments

  1. DaisyJune 12, 2022 at 4:48 AM

    Exactly people need to acknowledge this and give us what we need .. i.e more time👀

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