There is something so simple yet indigestable thing about time that I have come to notice these days. Time that one go though every day, every hour.
The phenomenon that I came to notice is, when we work, the passage of time is that of a snail. In office, a small time unit, a day, for example, filled with hourly work updates and tickets and bugs and fatigue, appear endless. We often even forget what all things happened today, or more strickingly, we fail to connect if this particular event which I am so sure happened, happened today or yesterday or even, doubt if it happened at all!
On the contarary, a larger time unit, perhaps a week,seem to pass very quickly. On friday evening, you feel like monday morning was just hours ago. Even worse, at the end of the week, if you are asked what did you do on tuesday evening, we’ll end up digging the brains for hours for an answer.
I am sure that I’ll get at least a dozen of my friends to stand with me if I but ask, which one is longer- a day or a week?
Another similar stricking feature that came to my observation is the time we spend at home. After a weeks work, we take an off and we’ve got 3 friends to visit at 50 km radius. 2 Bank appointments and a family function. Most often, we’ll be able to abide all the commitments and even save some time to spare. At the end of the day, we’ll feel like the day was good and purposeful.
On the contarary, what of the time we had spent sitting idle at home? We ain’t do a thing, and at the end of the day, we feel like ‘wow!! that day went fast!!
Conclusion
A day is remembered, by the deeds done. By the things which are registerd in our memory. The more things we do, which we believe is purposeful, the more memorable the time be. Or as one of my friend would say, the more enjoyable the work, the more memorable will be the time.
This is but a matter of choice. A choice to love what we are supposed to do. Obviously, I donot claim this choice to be an easy one. But imagine the bliss, to enjoy the work one has to do to earn his daily bread!! I presume, he’ll soon own a bread factory! 
