It's an odd thing. It's been said that as one gets older, the only thing one is left with is time.
I think that's bullshit.
It seems I never have enough time. It seems as though I'm always on the go. Can't miss that bus, be on time for that meeting or dinner. And yes, I understand I have responsibilities and accountabilities to those who depend on me.
The only time I ever seem to have where I can do anything is after everyone is in bed.
Going online is fun (when our DSL line actually cooperates), but even that has its limitations. And not while not watching broadcast television is a good thing, I kind of get tired of watching the same set of movies and television shows out there.
Of course I could be doing more important things, like compiling ideas into plans, writing stories, recording music, reading, etc. Some of those have budget issues, and if I were more resourceful and determined, I could make it work. But even then, I come back to the issue of time.
Even if I had all the shows and movies I could watch. I have at most an hour or so (sleep is such a pesky but required thing). I cannot just watch something till the very end, because I know I have to get up in the morning and start they cycle again.
Maybe if I was a billionaire, it wouldn't be so bad. I wonder if the rich and affluent have the same issue?
On the other hand, would more money actually give me more time? Being rich would mean not having work (at least in my mind), which would free up my time to do the things I would want to do. So perhaps it's possible ...
... perhaps I also proved that time is in fact money? ...
But the reality is, money is not really equal to time. Money just buys me the capacity to use my time differently.
I guess if I had to choose between the two, right now, I would prefer having more time, than money.
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