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But I actually felt more fulfilled by doing something new, something I never would have expected to become interested in. Not only did I have the idle time to delve into this, but I allowed myself to use that idle time in that particular way—to float off into exploration until before I knew it, I had been reading forums and scrolling through code for three hours.
When I realized this, my first impulse was to think of it as something negative—wasted time! But was it really? As I thought about our conversation, it occurred to me: Too often, I am far too acutely aware of time. Am I using it wisely? Am I being efficient?
Getting adequate work done? Structuring my day so that I can fit in work, exercise, writing, chores, and maybe even the not-so-occasional episode of Dexter.
Rather, it reveals to everyone that you were deeply hurt at one time. Too much money…too little sense. I blame RiverBoat Ron! This site is not intended to provide and does not constitute medical, legal, or other professional advice. When I realized this, my first impulse was to think of it as something negative—wasted time! He used to have a cannon arm…. He is a show boater, hides under that towel when things arent going well also.
There is certainly something to be said for routine. I love feeling that at the end of the day, I have done things for myself, as well as accomplished what was needed professionally, and hopefully worked in some time with friends and family. But in this rigid adherence to routine, necessitated by busyness, do we risk cutting off access to the meandering flow of the mind—to unexpected discovery and the pleasure that comes from losing time completely in an unanticipated task? If we do this, our lives truly will be barren.
There will be no room for spontaneity, learning, and surprise. No room for defying expectations, for exploring with no preconceived purpose, and therefore, ending up somewhere completely unexpected. We all desire to have full, meaningful lives, but how often does our definition of meaningful hinge on the recognition or perception of others? But the truth is, while that might expand my resume or diversify my list of career accomplishments, it will do little to make me happy, and holds slim opportunity for the pleasure of discovery. Too much structure and focus on the end goal will, at least for me, derail the entire creative act.
Writing cultivates flowing, associative thought, the loss of time, and the spontaneous yet concentrated creation of something from nothing. I have general writing goals, and I certainly have to impose discipline on myself to make room for writing in my day, but the generative process itself blessedly un-goal-oriented.
Wasted Times Lyrics: Wasted times I spent with someone else / She wasn't even half of you / Reminiscin' how you felt / Reminiscin' how you felt. Wasted Time Lyrics: Well baby, there you stand / With your little head, down in your hand / Oh, my God, you can't believe / It's happening again / Your baby's.
Goals and outcomes are all well and good for strategic planning, career paths, and athletic feats. But to similarly structure every aspect of life is to lose the art of it.
We lose those moments when we might be most open and most ourselves, capable of discovery through examined contemplation and the flexibility to allow life to unfold as it will. It is the relaxation of control, the total lack of ambition for this moment, the permission for the mind to wander its path that fends off the barrenness of routine. And so I will continue to make time for it, to schedule in my spontaneity, if I must, and think of such time not as wasted, but as the most precious I have. It doesn't empower a woman. Rather, it reveals to everyone that you were deeply hurt at one time.
Because of the pain your still carrying, you will continue to hurt anyone that reminds you of those moments when you let your guard down and were fooled. Sadly, it sends a clear message to the observant that you are still hurt.
If only women would realize that "we all" have moments of stupidity then they would stop comparing themselves to the masses. You just won't have the time.
For there's always something to do to keep you from what you really should be doing, and if it weren't for that dreadful magic staff, you'd never know how much time you were wasting. Reflections on Life and the Human Experience.
We can't make someone see all we have to give, make them love us, or make them change. All we can do is move on and stop wasting time.