Talkin' Trash

I am sitting at my computer right now, and watching the minutes tick by second by second on a spyware scan, and the thought strikes me: Just how much time do I waste each day doing such things? Not so much the doing, since it is necessary, but in just sitting and watching it being done?

I wasted 16 minutes during that scan. I could have washed the dishes, or started some laundry, or taken a shower, or made a sandwich, or called a friend. But instead, I sat idly staring at the computer screen, willing the timer to go faster. Yet, I bemoan the days that move too fast, the years that flash by like instants.

Time is a subjective thing, but sometimes we allow outside influences to take time away from us. Too often, it is time wasted--and we have so little time to us.

When was the last time any of us allowed an outside influence to give time to us, to make a night seem to last forever, or a good time to never end? More often than not, it is only the time we spend doing onerous chores or in pain that seem eternal.

I am going to make an effort this week to keep track of time that I waste, time that I reclaim, and time that I have no control over. I'll keep you posted--later.

And so it goes...