i've been missing

and this is not a bad thing...
time flies
from morning to night
and i am extremely busy.
I would not have expected it to be so
and i am left with a question,
an important one.
All the things i am doing are life
and there seems no time for anything that resembles work,
why?
I was always passionate about what i did,
but there seems to be a disconnect.
There are some things that have been waiting a very, very long time to be done.
Now i can.
Finally setting my office a part from my life
and soon i will be painting again.
It takes time,
 time i did not have before.
i do not know how i lived these past 5 years,
are did i?