MY MINUTE-MUNCHING MONSTER SHOULD LOOK LIKE THIS. :D Image from Wickimedia |
Until
you value yourself, you will not value your time. Until you value your time,
you will not do anything with it. ~ M Scott Peck.
I
feel I undervalued myself today.
It’s
true a large chunk of my time was hijacked by other people being somewhere
other than where they were meant to be.
And
I woke up thinking I was going to find it hard to be disciplined and make sure
the word count kept rising because summer was making a brief appearance after
weeks of rain and grey.
So,
I had to work.
And
sort out dull, but worthy, financial issues.
I
tallied all that on the side of profitable.
I
couldn’t account for the missing hours between the end of the washing up and
the start of this blogpost.
Did
I ever mention the minute-munching monster that forms from grey mist behind my
armchair? He can also be found rising from my computer screen?
The
minute-munching monster must be real because I can’t be the thief of time. I
know better than to borrow minutes.
What
happens when you suck all the spare time from the future?
Your
timescape bulges like a saggy balloon behind you, a wasteland tightens all
around the now and that puts a serious strain on your potentials.
I
don’t want to put a strain on my potential ;)
Tomorrow
will be a different kind of day: productive.
Carpe
diem! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest;
make the most of what you have. It is later than you think. ~ Horace
IS
THE MINUTE-MUNCHING MONSTER SPOILING YOUR SUMMER OF WRITING?
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