Today’s daily prompt tells us to set a timer for 10 minutes, hit start on the timer, write, and when the buzzer goes off to hit Publish, just like that, just that easy.
Ready, set, go:
Oh me, oh my, only ten minutes to come up with something to write about, flesh it out, make sure it is coherent and then hit publish… and how much time did I waste writing that out? Because it’s not like I had a pause button and could stop it while I’m setting up this post, adding a tittle and some tags, etc… Whatever, we do, time keeps on ticking into the future (*sing song*).
We all know that adage: nothing is certain in life except death and taxes. Well, certainly we should add time to that as well. It keeps on moving as the world keeps on spinning regardless of any of our pursuits or exploits. Two minutes have passed now since I started writing and there was nothing I could have done about that passage. It was set. It was certain.
So, what does that mean for us? Do we fear time as we might fear death and taxes? Do we fight against it, try to prolong it, argue against it? That would all be futile, just as futile as engaging in that same behavior for death and taxes, right? Times passes, we pay taxes, and death comes to us all.
And as I write this I’m stopping to add new tags to the growing list as I come up with additional key words, additional triggers that relate to this post, to time, and to life in general….
Which is just wasting more of my time. 5 minutes gone now.
Since there is no point in fighting this constant movement, this constant passage of time, what are we to do about it? Honor it? Worry about it? Spend more of it thinking about it? That’s exactly what we are doing right now: spending time pondering time. And two more minutes have ticked away and I’m left with only three to get my point across.
Or, maybe I have already gotten my point across. It can’t be stopped so we just have to ride along with it and therefore it is a precious commodity and should not be wasted. No time for spell check or grammar proof reading. No time to go back and make sure you’ve been coherent from start to finish. No time to worry if people will understand what you are trying to get across. Because if you do, you may run out of time… and that would be a trajedy.