I blinked and it was 2010. If I blink again, it’s going to be 2011. Time is flying freakishly fast and we have 56 days before 2010 becomes a ghost. If we have the power to move time one hour back in the Fall and one hour forward in the Spring to save daylight, I’m thinking we should do a lot more than that. Let’s just mess it all up, so we can stop being slaves to clocks, deadlines, schedules, to-do lists, etc. John Lennon should add one more line to Imagine: Imagine there’s no time! But then no time would mean no life would mean dead – no can do. We’re stuck, so pack your years with happy things and fall in love with your life. Be a slave to whatever you’re a slave to – work your butt off and become a CEO, but then also do all the other irresponsible, spontaneous, unacceptable, abnormal things, whatever those things are to you. Make it a good Friday night, everyone, because you’ll sleep only three times before it’s Monday again.
We talk of killing time, while time quietly kills us.
November 5, 2010