July 24, 2008

• I would badly like to go back to bed, but for once I have a day that requires me to get things done. I have work in 45 mins. I don't have to leave the house for 25 of those. What do you do for twenty five minutes? I can't take a nap, because I'd fall asleep only to have to wake up again - a painful experience not worth re-living. I could change into work clothes...actually this is a necessary step, but that would only take about ten minutes, after which there's another fifteen - an even shorter, more useless section of time that, never the less, must be spent somehow. Twiddling my thumbs, perhaps.

  The thing is, I find time is only good in large chunks. I need a couple hours to kill, not a few minutes. With a couple hours between the present waking moment and the next thing that needs to be done, I can go for a walk, listen to music, write something that might be better than putrescent drivel, or meandering thought, and get home in time to get ready for the next thing on the list of "To Do."

  On the other hand, having too much spare time is equally as useless as having none at all; it's impossible to get motivated. "I'll do it later" turns into "Well, it's too late now. Guess I'll have to do that tomorrow" becomes "Man, school's starting tomorrow and I haven't even gotten around to ____ yet!" Time does not lend itself to productivity easily. Much as a tree must be cut into lumber before it can be used to build a house, time has to be divided up before it can yield well...anything you want to be using it for. Equally, pieces of wood cut too small are thrown away for lack of use, so the same goes with time.

  Unfortunately, though trees do grow back, time flows in one direction and can never be recaptured.

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