time: relative or friend?

Time really has such an odd personality... give yourself a boring task and it suddenly becomes so friendly and abounding in generosity... ever lingering, loathe to depart from your presence. You feel you know each second of it independently.

But give yourself something exciting and challenging to do and suddenly time turns it's back on you and flees. Even hours can seem, well, hasty, unfriendly and eager to abandon you.