Something that I was thinking about on the way home tonight: it does say something, how we chose to spend our time. Or should we say, it does to me, because in my view Life is Time and Time is Life, so much so that I almost wrote “spend our life”, lol. That is also perhaps why I consider wasted time, a grave form of disrespect.
I’ve pretty much decided how I want to spend my time at this point, and it occurred to me, because of my (above) views, does arguably condescend to specifying the other as well. Somehow, that kind of gives me a satisfied feeling because of my choices. Is there anything more telling than time?