Thought Catalog


Wednesday Night

time thoughts

I do this horrible thing to myself where, whenever I see the time and/or date, I instinctively check: What was I doing an hour ago? 24 hours ago? A month ago? A year ago? It’s a NIGHTMARE of a compulsive tick that makes me dwell on the past for several moments.

To My Unborn Child, Promise Me To Use Time Wisely

We both realized that we have no control over your arrival. These first 20 weeks have flown by and apparently the next 20 go even faster according to all of the people who have driven this road before. This makes me want to write to you about the idea of time.