If we make time go fast enough, we’ll end up dead.
Have you ever stopped to think about why you’re in such a hurry?
Why is the finish line so much more interesting than the race itself? Isn’t there validity in loving the ‘process’, rather than only the ‘end goal’?
I now believe ‘process’ is amazing, but I wasn’t always in agreement.
You see, society made me think otherwise. If I could finish a test faster — and better — than anyone growing up, I won. If I was able to get my work done more quickly and get home to my family, I was being a better father and husband. If I ate my meals more quickly, this gave me more time to focus on “what was important” for the day. If I became successful faster than my peers, I had a better chance of a “happy” life.