I feel like just yesterday was me, sweaty and nervous for the new year, biting my lip and staring into the eyes of strangers, wondering what to do. Awkward. I seem to be flailing along, while others pass at warp speed.
“Wait for me,” I feel like yelling in my desperate run, “I can’t go that fast!”
But sadly, the world cannot wait.
Days fly by, slipping through my fingers before I can fully savor their moments, soon weeks are devoured than months, and soon enough an entire year, all 365 days seem to have crept upon me.
I love time. I love to sit here and think, “I’ve got plenty of time!” Ah, time. I love to count the minutes ticking by and know that I have more of them waiting in line for me to waste- I love when I have hours and hours all by myself with no one but me to contemplate with.
Sitting alone and daydreaming, my head in the stories is such a hobby that, in fact, I prefer to sit here for eternity, and I am perfectly and utterly content with being alone.
But soon enough, your consequence catches up with you (as does your busy schedule and life!) and you have to get up and dust your self off and get moving into this busy world of ‘yes’ and ‘no’ and meetings and school and jobs and college- we know that we must be certain places at certain times, we must go to bed at this time, we have to travel at this time- and in our haste, we must nitpick our busy lives and set up a routine.
Time is cut up and chopped into little blocks- like you are sorting out a salad for some reason.
Say, you take out the onions from the salad. The onions represent mornings- the salad still tastes good without onions, which you have put in a separate bowl. This means you have a meeting or event in the morning that you need to attend. No big deal. Not much of a change in your salad, except for the fire and spiciness is less existent than it was before.
This seems to be working out pretty well, so you shrug and smile and say, okay, since I can handle life without my onions, I can handle something else! You are itching for a change in this life, so you take out the tomatoes (Tomatoes representing your midday)! You are busy during the tomato time of day, now, balancing onions and tomatoes everyday as a routine.
Well, a tomato-less salad is okay. You’ll live without a tomato in your salad. Sure, it’ll taste a little less juicy than it did, but you can bear it. So now you’re happily eating your salad thinking, hm, I can deal with this.
But say, you’re a busy bee. You’ve got planes to catch, mountains to roam, offices to clean, schools to teach, booths to clerk and then suddenly you’re taking on too much, and you’ve taken out the quinoa, the radishes, the carrot (I’m running out!) the kale, and the chard- and suddenly your salad isn’t tasting too hot.
It’s not much of a salad anymore! Soon you’ve even taken out the very lettuce to cope with your unbelievably busy schedule! Soon, your variety of salad is gone, and suddenly you don’t have any salad for yourself- you mean well, but man, you have got to slow down with giving away your salad!
Moral of my salad rant?
Just kidding- Take some time for yourselves and don’t take on so much that you burn out- enjoy some of that salad people, and have fun with your lives! (But don’t eat TOO much salad) Thanks, and have a nice day!