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From Time To Time

“Time is free but its priceless. You can’t own it but you can use it. You can’t keep it but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it, you can never get it back.” - Harvey MacKay

Ah, yes. The time honored tradition of using a quote to launch into your diatribe about the subject. Then again, I couldn’t have said that any better. I can only add that time is a precious commodity. No one person can have more than another. Time is still measured as sixty seconds per minute, sixty minutes per hour, twenty-four hours per day and so forth. However, time is subjective and relative isn’t it?

For example, if you’re anticipating a big event in your life, the time leading up to it seems either too slow or fast, yet on the actual time for the event you don’t want it to ever end.

Time is my foe. Time is so relentless, so continuous. It doesn’t stop, it doesn’t pause. Then again it doesn’t reverse or fast forward. Tick, tick, tick. As I peer at the timeline for my iTunes library, I chuckle. The display simultaneously shows time elapsed and time remaining; just like reality.

Yet time is my friend as much as my foe. It’s my friend because it measures my experience being alive. It’s my friend as I spend it doing what I want with who I want to. It’s my friend that separates the good times from the bad times. A friend that, if you understand it, will help you have more good times than bad times.

The subject of time is fascinating to me. We can’t travel in time; to the past or to the future. Our culture is enthralled with it too. Countless movies, poems, songs, quotes and more are dedicated to time. Like “Father Time” is an icon of time, yet the Grim Reaper is a measure of time too because that indicates the end of your time being alive.

As I researched the subject of time, I read the Wikipedia entry for time. It quoted the scientific measurement as well as the philosophic ideas about time. I don’t like to waste my time therefore I’m always busy. I had to make time to scribble down these measely words. I find that all the more funny since I already stated no one can stockpile time, slow it down or speed it up. I like to think I use my time wisely which can include time spent doing nothing.

What are you doing with your time? Other than reading this passage...

Final thought? A quote from Kay Lyons, “Yesterday is a cancelled check; tomorrow is a promissory note; today is the only cash you have - so spend it wisely.”

Keep digging,
‘los with the most

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