This dharma talk is from one of my favorite Buddhist teachers on the topic of relating to subjective time pressure. Take a listen and 25 minutes later, you’re likely to experience a perspective shift.
In it he reads a poem by Mary Howe called The Moment:
Oh, the coming-out-of-nowhere moment when, nothing happens no what-have-I-to-do-today-list maybe half a moment the rush of traffic stops. The whir of I should be, I should be, I should be slows to silence, the white cotton curtains hanging still.