Unintentionally, I’ve strayed away from something I found to love so very much. Writing, as one would expect. After constantly dodging my friends and family’s questions on why, I thought I’ve finally came up with an answer. I have no time! Which makes absolutely no sense! There are 24 hours in a day. I only work for 8 of them and obviously spend another 8 sleeping, well, on a good day. However, I still have 8 hours unaccounted for. So I came to realize the truth is, I have no balance. Quite often, I find myself being the one handing out advice, this time I’m here with a listening ear. How can I find the time to work, sleep and still do the things I love? Completely adulting has made my life miserable. Okay, I very well may be exaggerating but I’m sure that’s the next stage. Constantly watching my friends on social media have fun, while my nights consists of picking out clothes for the next work day. What am I missing here? Even my mother who is literally always working, and turning 50 this year, still finds the time to enjoy life. I need help wrapping my finger on what exactly am I missing. What protocols or formulas are you guys following that I wasn’t provided? Someone give me the cheat sheet! Maybe, just maybe I miss those days getting yelled at to change out my school clothes before I go outside to play. Life was so unsophisticated and fun. I’m only 25 and I feel so far from young!