Tuesday Already?

I'm only two months into this new phase of life, taking a measure of its contours, trying to figure out if time will pass more quickly now that I have a slightly less crammed-full schedule or if it will slow down instead. 

I'm hoping for the latter. Which is a good sign, I guess. One wouldn't want to slow time down if time were hanging too heavily on one's hands.

But what if the opposite is true? What if the days and weeks are still winging by? What if the chunks of free time are still not roomy enough? Am I being greedy? Am I asking for the impossible? After all, I'm not 11 years old and on summer vacation. 

Patience, I tell myself. The long afternoons are on their way. Just not yet.