But I did go into the mountains for two days with two good friends. We listened to classical music and wrote and read poetry. We even read all of Shakespeare's "The Winter's Tale", complete with accents, only to find that reading a whole Shakespeare play out loud takes quite a lot of time. But we had time, so that wasn't an issue.
There is no easy answer for being time poor. If I may brave some potentially absurd hyperbole, it is the most pervasive disease of the 21st century. But for now I can thank God for school holidays and for mountains and friends to retreat, read, write and recite with. I can also thank God that, whatever is going wrong with my time schedule, His is completely and utterly on track.
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