Tough Truth: Where Did All Your Years Go?

Everyday looks like the previous day, maybe the weather changes a little, maybe the bills you just paid become due again, maybe the clock repeats its rounds. Everyday looks like the previous day.
The cloud reveal themselves, light reflects on us, people go about their day. The evening come, the first shift returns, the night shift leaves, just like the previous day and the day before that. They all start the same.
You sleep, you wake.
If each day is already routine, morning guaranteed and evening a sure thing. You have the advantage to use the routine to your benefit. You have the advantage of using the certainty to build yourself, living like no one is watching. You should be out there, daring. You should be out there, jumping.
Living less routine and more feeling. Engaging your different emotions, exercising your different senses. Living today nothing like yesterday.
Going tomorrow, different from today. Each day being its own adventure.
If we bury ourselves in routine, the clock always look the same.
We sit still, millions of seconds go by,
Time passing by, of no importance.
We grunt and wish it went by faster.
We sit still, aging in one place.
Just life going pass, little significance.
When you calculate your engagements by minutes rather than days and hours, you realize just how much of your life you give away for one particular thing.
Forty hours does not seem like much, of course not. One hundred and forty four thousand seconds however is a trigger for commitment phobia.
Please don’t multiply by four, I don’t think I can handle how much time is given away in a month.
I might lose my mind when multiplied by the many years a lot of people engage in someone else’s dreams before they retire. Spending many of those years, not knowing if the sun was up or if it was pouring rain outside. Engaged, busy, making sure their sweat was making someone else rich.
I’m embarrassed with how much time I give away starring at screens.
Tablets, laptops, televisions. So much time spent on things that mostly make me dumber. When I calculate how much of my life is given away to screen hypnotism, there’s no one else to blame for not being everything I could be.
When time wasted on arguments is multiplied in seconds, you realize half your concerns are not worth the amount of life you’ve wasted on them.
When time wasted on the wrong people, patching up round about relationships that leads no where, when time wasted is multiplied in minutes, you begin to realize just how much life is given away worrying about someone who’s worrying about somebody else.
Today, just like yesterday, you woke up. With yet another chance to be less routine and more seeking.
Where will all your years go?
With Love,
Famous Steve.