Time is an invisible monster, sometimes hasty, sometimes ponderous, yet always eager to devour our opportunities, hopes, and dreams.
When we work or do unpleasant things, time slumps on the ground and there it remains, the ponderous monster, refusing to budge.
Seconds then pass as slow as minutes, and minutes as slow as hours, and as much as we try to push and shove time, we can hardly urge him on.
Ever noticed how slow time passes when you’re at work or at school or doing something unpleasant or waiting for your turn to see the doctor?
But when we play or have fun time is hasty – it sprints away from us before we can take hold of it and keep it still.
Hours then pass as fast as minutes, and minutes as fast as seconds, and no matter how hard we try to hold time still, to prolong our happiness, we cannot, for alas, he is an invisible monster.
Ever noticed how quickly time passes when you’re playing, or reading a good book, or travelling?
It is most tragic.
Time, the monster, has an inconstant appetite.
When we’re happy, it devours our moments before we can savour them.
But when we’re sad, time eats our sorrow with slow and lazy bites, as if to prolong our agony.
The sad man’s hour seems to last more than the happy woman’s week.
Time is too great a monster for us – we cannot defeat it.
But we can try to tame time through planning and scheduling,
Through setting goals and reaching them,
Through figuring out what matters most for us and what is less important,
(All things matter, only that some matter more than others)
And doing more of what matters and less of what matters less.
If we succeed, times becomes our pet.
A useful one, for it sets the pace of our lives and helps us determine what
What we should do and what we should not do,
By observing how fast time flows, or how slow time passes.
I hate time with all my heart.
And yet what would we be without it?
Got any time management tips?