Where did the lost hours go? | Day 4 of SOLSC #sol21

 I was going to start an early morning draft (to have it hanging over my head as reminder and digital Sword of Damocles...). It's closing in on 4 pm now, and I have a 4:30 pm Zoom meeting. 

Moments of Lost Time*, mixed media engraving, by Salvador Dali

Where did the lost hours go? On morning news, making a few posts (elsewhere) and checking email, sending to folders, answering some, flagging others, forwarding and sharing. Of course, a bunch went to reading and commenting on blogs, working out best sharing and tracking practices for other platforms -- with a few side trips to non-slicer posts along the way. 

Were those hours really lost? What do we mean by lost?  Does lost mean they could be found again? Not without a T.A.R.D.I.S. Does it mean wasted? Not necessarily; hours lost to one purpose were not wasted, just spent on another.

What else did I miss besides an early and possibly pointless start on blogging? I missed an educator and futurist friend's weekly Forum on Future Trends in Education (#FTTE), paperwork due tomorrow and a phone call. I didn't miss a walk because it was raining all day.

Perhaps tomorrow I'll find more hours or lose fewer....

*I bet you were expecting "The Persistence of Memory."

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Confessions of a late night slicer #sol17 Day 13

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Next week should be easier slicing. Vision in flawed eyes that tire easy does not improve as the night wears on. Moving to Newfoundland for the time zone advantage is not an option.

SOLSC reflections, lost time/slice series

…Dali's The Persistence of Memory, his melting watches, lost time and side trips through the history of time were planned make up posts for missed slices and posts too late to count for that day. I never got to it. This was left sitting in drafts with no place to go. Consider it the post-SOLSC 2015 wrap and reflection post. #SoL15 Day 31 should have been that but turned into a moving on post and overlapped with a longer version of the same on precarious faculty.

#SoL15 Day 12/13: time to slice again

…yes, I missed a day, two actually since I just posted this 16 minutes after midnight EST. That's it. I've had it with running on someone else's clock.

Tuesday's nap was not enough to set me back on post-time-change course for Wednesday. Cursor freeze didn't help either. As with blogging, I should keep at it (napping) and just push through, so I has another one today. That still leaves a gap in the continuum where March 11 should be.

To restore balance and harmony in the blogiverse, I will seek out just the right something — graphic, fine art, video, Feghoot, or fabulation — for a  back-dated post to fill the void. But that's another post: call it "the slice that never was."

This one is turning into a reflection on time. The gap fill post will be probably be about time too but artifacts/illustrations. Neither will dwell on Ben Franklin's proverbial lost time like pennies spent not saved (except that you can't really save time, it passes no matter what. Time (if not timely) topics include perception, productivity, how spent or experienced, and literary tropes.