How do we find the time?
08: Time management and how I miserably fail
Dear friend,
Looking at the calendar always catches me off guard. What do you mean we're at the tail end of 2022? Has it really been that long since I've used my passport? 2020 was almost two years ago?!? Do I really have to take my back-to-back meetings on Thursday? Am I really running a marathon in 13 weeks?
Time seems to keep on slipping. Sometimes, I think of it as the curse of adulthood, of how the monotony of going to work and planning life around work has made days so ridiculously the same, it's hard to notice the passing of time. Many moments, I no longer look at the clock; instead, I am fixated with my never-ending to-do lists of errands to run, chores to finish, and work to attend to.
It's always funny to me how at one point, I do everything and seemingly never run out of energy. In my third year at the university, I found myself doing all the crazy things. I trained with a dance group, elected public relations officer for our organization, volunteered for a film fest, and took major classes that required a lot of course work -- theatre, writing, and all the works. But despite all that, I still had the audacity to go out and party, binge-watch How I Met Your Mother (shout out to Elea for letting me borrow her DVDs), and maintain my Tumblr. Ha ha.
I used to look at my bullet journal and see every day as a work day, meeting day, errand day. But I'm happy to report that the monotony has somehow been broken, thanks to my runs and newsletter releases (albeit unattended for almost three weeks). I won't lie how, at many moments, I'm still overwhelmed, but at least I am seeing other colors aside from the usual money making activities and grocery runs. I hope that I could keep that balance, to find ways to do the things that I like.
A friend of mine recently asked me, how do we find time for the things that we love? I suppose my answer is that we can never find the time; instead, we need to make time if it's important enough for us. No such thing as a perfect timing-- it's all a matter of just making the most of what we have.
Sending you love this Saturday! May you get to do the things that matter to you this weekend. :)
See you on the next one.
J
tiny readings
Aging is scary and life is a struggle. The world could get a lot bleaker and you could grow a lot more joyful in spite of it all.
Surviving a milestone-obsessed culture. What's the point of hitting a milestone if you don't celebrate it properly and instead, move right on to the next one?
I inhabit an in-between place: Exhausted but unable to sleep, tired but wired. The world is speeding up; we had too much time and now there is barely any.