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Things you recognize when you're in a hurry

lynn standing in front of door wearing a shirt and coat, text lets go

And one more and one more, and another Facebook meme and another nice video from Tasty. I can completely lose myself in videos. That's life-threatening because it's always ‘suddenly’ time to go and then panic sets in. A race against the clock, three times a day. ‘Hurry’ could be my baptismal name. You will recognize this if you are always in a hurry too:

  1. Hurrying combined with a clothing crisis, that's the most toxic cocktail that exists and it looks something like this: T-shirt on, T-shirt off, in between you wipe a foundation stain in your collar and go on. You step from one pair of pants into another and dig like a mole among a Mont Blanc of shoes. Hell on earth.
  2. That digging results in a ‘My Life In Ruins’ situation. As if an atomic bomb has exploded in your room. By the way, I can also do something in the kitchen: plates, pans, and glasses balancing in a tower of Pisa. Hang in there, I'll clean it up later.
  3. Once I've stormed out of the house, I always get a little heart rhythm disturbance on the way to my appointment: did I unplug my straightener? Is the gas off? And: are the candles still burning?
  4. Gas, gas, gas, as if your life depends on it. Including maneuvers that would make Max Verstappen jealous.
  5. Dents in your fresh nail polish, because just when you finished your manicure, chaos broke out. Lovely.
  6. You are a pro at blind makeup. A little lipstick on the bike? Easy peasy.
  7. Oops. You're on the bike and suddenly realize that you still have dry shampoo in your hair.
  8. Miraculously, 9 out of 10 things you needed end up in your Paper Bag. Laptop: check. Agenda: check. Concealer: check. Random reader: check.
  9. But there is always one thing that you have indeed forgotten. From laptop chargers to PowerPoint presentations to tampons. SHIT.
  10. Breakfast in the car. Because in the heat of the hurry, no one has time to read the newspaper with a bowl of granola?
  11. At the station, I always transform into a kind of Churandy Martina. Sprinting for life to dive into that Intercity. While the doors are closing, you understand.

It has been hanging on a tile in grandma's bathroom for ages: ‘Those who never have time, cannot handle it.’