I always like to think I’m a good time manager. Sometimes I fool myself into believing it. Not so.
So today, in the interest of letting go of at least one distraction, I disconnected from facebook. On an impulsive whim. Because if I had thought it out, I would have come to the conclusion that what I really need isn’t the complete elimination of such a useful communication tool. No, I would have told myself, what I really need is moderation in facebook use. Problem is, I already practice moderation in facebook use. And it takes away a moderate amount of my time. Which is to say, it takes away a moderate amount of my life. Wasting time is like dying early, only spread out over time.
So now, in the interests of the conservation of time, I intend to go to sleep now and wake up at 5:30. Maybe I’ll succeed. Maybe I’ll fail. But since I’m already tired, staying up any later would be foolhardy, and taking one step toward more self-control has given me enough encouragement to think that maybe, just maybe, I’ll rise early tomorrow, like I’ve hoped to do for about the past five years but always somehow managed to put off for later.
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“Wasting time is like dying early…”
Interesting! I don’t have a facebook account, because it would take up a “moderate amount” of my time. It also opens up the table for gossip- something I tend to do rather easily, sadly.
Hopefully you don’t mind my commenting so much, but I really like your blog.
For a blogger, frequent commenting is the highest compliment. No complaints here. I applaud you for not having a facebook account. That being said, telephone calls, email, internet surfing, blogging, and even simple face to face conversations can be just as life-sucking. What goes on on facebook is only a symptom. The problem is inside of each of us.