I have to admit that I got really low yesterday. I mean, more down than I've been in a long time. I just didn't feel like a success yesterday, and it first it was kind of a pity party, but as I processed it out, I realized that it was really about knowing that I haven't made the best use of my time. And I'm talking on a big scale, not just in the "did I get my To Do list done this week?" sense of things.
I'm going to be 36 years old in March. Most of the time, it feels like I just got out of college yesterday, but that isn't the case. Not even close. That was fourteen years ago! And it has flown by, and now I realize that I can't get that time back. It's spent, and there is no sense that it was put to the best possible use.
I've had good health all this time. I've been safe financially, physically, but in some ways I've been living in a kind of haze. When you get comfortable... that's how it happens. A routine develops. Eating and sleeping and watching way too much TV. Did you know the average American now watches 31 hours of TV each week? We lose an entire day each week, more than a month of each year, sitting and watching a stupid box. And time just keeps ticking away.
There are people out there living their passions, inventing things and creating art and music and doing good work that helps others... but I'm all caught up on Battlestar Galactica, so I've got that going for me.
There has to be an increased awareness of time, and the value of time. I've got to appreciate the time I have now while I'm healthy and able to do things. I've got to use the time I have now in a more productive, constructive way. I have to make this time count. Now.