I do find it humbling, frustrating even.
The year is coming to an end and you are supposed to find some time to step back and look over all that you had accomplished or in my case... what I didn't.
With that little Blue Bird of Happiness sitting on your shoulder it's easy in January, to think ahead at all that you are setting out to achieve over the next 12 months.
Then come December, with the Vulture of Desperation crapping in your lap, that inescapable thought hits you. "WTF! Where did the time go?".
Then you realise that it would appear you have fallen far short of the mark.