In the world as we know it, the one vanishing commodity we cannot replace is time. We can watch it, we can measure it, and we surely waste it. I am doing so, now, as the clock ticks and another day draws to an end with nothing accomplished or gained.
At dawn, the day was full of potential and opportunity. By noon, it was full of second thoughts and exchanges of nonsense, and only after that was solid news of any sort received. If all time is now, then I have been sitting here running through my emotional repertoire the way a gambler shuffles a deck in anticipation of a game.
It is always time, then, to begin something that will rescue this one day from joining all the others in the wastebasket of life. The first step, clearly, is to shut off this damned computer and move on to greater things. Meanwhile, if you are reading this after I post it, I have wasted your time instead of mine.
the little fluffy cat said,
November 15, 2007 at 6:36 pm
Time is a highly subjective element. So is the concept of waste, as in, one person’s trash is another person’s treasure.
shadodottir said,
November 15, 2007 at 7:04 pm
Yes, and then there’s the concern about waist.
Stevo said,
November 15, 2007 at 7:40 pm
Writing these words was far from a waste of time. Your prose made me think, something that rarely happens.
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Corina said,
November 15, 2007 at 8:58 pm
Not a waste at all, Shadodottir. You’ve made a decision and that is never a waste of time.
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kmcdade said,
November 16, 2007 at 10:21 pm
Hola! I’m glad to waste a couple of minutes here.
eclecticheretic said,
November 17, 2007 at 11:34 pm
Not wasted at all. The morning is like romance, all full of possibility and outrageous hope.
I would like to be able to convert waiting room time to personal time, the molasses of the former that transforms hours into lifetimes into the flow of our unassigned time which disintegrates like flashpaper, like today. It was a good little blaze, though.
Bobby Goat GRUFF! said,
November 18, 2007 at 6:22 pm
It isn’t quite noon. I think I’ll get a jump on things and follow the this post as if it is advice.
Terry said,
November 19, 2007 at 1:51 pm
Time is like sand. Great for walking on but it makes a lousy sandwich.
Gratuitous comment, I’m afraid. But I wanted to get on the scoreboard.
spirit7 said,
November 22, 2007 at 12:27 am
I love the entire second paragraph. It so true that too often we waste our precious moments. Sometimes though, what appears to be a waste,isn’t. I’ve enlarged my world in many ways with the time spent online. I’ve met some fine people, whose friendships I cherish. Often, in our day to day real lives, people just aren’t as willing to share, and to risk meaningful discourse. In some ways, I just don’t have time for THAT.