The New Plague of Our Culture: I’m So Busy
I’ve begun to despise this phrase.
Everyone is busy. All the time. Super busy. Crazy busy. S0 busy.
It’s really getting on my nerves. And when I say (or write) that, I’m mostly talking about myself. I get people telling me all the time, “I know you’re super busy…” and it bothers me.
It’s not intentional. Who in their right mind says to themselves, “I want to be really, really busy. I want to be so busy that people can just tell I’m busy by looking at me.”
But the problem is we do this to ourselves. We make ourselves busy. Overly busy. Filling our days with endless tasks, projects, and tiny moments that may seem meaningless but in the end add up to a lot of wasted time.
Busy-ness is destroying our ability to dive deep into the things that really matter. Relationships and truly meaningful ventures are eroded by thousands of tiny time-suckers.
Being busy is a plague that is quickly killing off the meaningful things in our lives that could have been if we had just made more room for them to flourish.
I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of being busy. And I’m making it a point to come clean from my busy-ness addiction. This is step one.