The Flying Time

Chinese New Year is over.

And I still feel like I'm recovering from Christmas.

Where has my month gone? I mean, I had such great plans for January. The books to read, the people to see, the movies to watch, the things to do.

I don't think I did much - if any - of those things.

If I were a lesser man, I'd probably be worried about how I've not been as productive as I should be. But lucky for me, I'm not that man. I know I've got at least another 11 months to get those things done.

So what's that they say again about how time and tide wait for no man?