With every day, and every year of my life that goes by, I find that time is flying faster and faster as I become busier and busier. I look around and I talk to people around me, and we all seem to agree, that time is quickening. We all feel breathless, wired off too much of something (coffee, Diet Coke, nicotine, not-enough-sleep highs), and all of us wishing for more time. We are wishing, too, for less of everything else. We fill our spaces with too much and often we don’t even know what we have.
“I’ve got an iPod like a pirate ship,
I’ll sail the sea,
with fifty thousand songs I’ve never heard-
and all the best of them go…
la la la la la la…”
“Very Busy People” by The Limousines
from the album, Get Sharp (2010)
Song Of The Day – March 7, 2011
We have bookshelves full of unread pages, music players with so much unheard, and stories we keep meaning to write. Words we long to whisper and scream. Words that lie somewhere inside of us, always left unsaid. We have 700+ friends on various social medias, yet most of us are so fucking lonely all the time. Most of us just feel isolated, and alone.
How much of our lives do we really pay attention to anymore? How many people even know us anymore Do we even have time to know anything, or anyone? Do we have time to be known ourselves, at all?
I want to hit the pause button. At least once in awhile. Don’t you?