No Time At All

We spend our time
wishing that time
would hurry up.
We wish it all away,
hoping that every instance
will move faster than the last.
We count down the days until holiday breaks,
or our next trip,
the minutes left on the clock at work,
or just until we get to take a nap.
We’re always asking for
the “next big thing,”
never just living
in the simple moments that exist.
We spend our time
wishing our time away.
We long to move past
every second of inconvenience
or discomfort,
always yearning for perfection,
or constant content.
Life isn’t all sunshine and rainbows.
Those less than ideal moments
are there to remind us of that,
so we can love the better moments
that much more.
The more time we spend
wishing our time away,
the less time we’ll be left with
to appreciate.
We spend our lives
wishing our lives away.
When will it be too late?