Time.

Post from the past 2.

Time is such an illusion tricking us into rushing through life, thinking we need to reach our destination before we run out of it. It either goes too fast when we enjoy something or moves slowly away when we anticipate an event we wait so eagerly for, and it’s all because time constructs in a way that it feels rigid if we live with the norm of how society has been creating time to enforce our lives.

Every moment consists of seconds and minutes, and yet we never fully remember the whole day. There’re always fragments in our memories of what people said and did or what we said and did. Usually, I will fondly recall how it felt and what was meaningful in those moments when looking back in the past. I’ve tried to live up to the norm of how time should be spent, but gradually I felt it restricted me, and it made my life rigid. I’m a rebel at heart, and once I feel limited or restricted in some way, I will not let myself be dictated and go along with what most do. For me, I live my life not by the norm but by my principles and values which enforce how I want to spend my time.

I want to pave my own path and creatively create time, but this doesn’t mean I don’t respect people’s time. I have used an amount of time contemplating what “time” really means to me. Upon waking up one day, I get the idea that time is not something I need to give my focus to unless it’s important to some degree that I need to follow. I started to think about how people perceive time or what they did do with time in the past when the clock wasn’t invented. Didn’t they get up by sunrise and get to sleep by sunset? In between the time they are up, they will follow by their own time doing what’s most important to them. They didn’t divide time into minutes or hours. Well, I’m not sure how they lived their lives back then when it comes to time, but then again, the society we live in now make uses give significant focus on how time should be spent in our lives, so much that we forget that a moment could feel like forever and forever could feel like a moment.

I think I can respect time, but I can’t let it dictate my life. If I can spend the time, I can also save it. Priorities are the key when it comes to time, and I guess what you make out of time is what life is all about.