“In life, there is often enough time. What we humans mostly lack is discipline in managing our time.”
I said these words to a friend. In 18 months’ time, I want to look back and confirm these words as true from personal experience. I want to be able to empirically ascertain that these words are not mere speculative products of some overblown philosophization.
Henceforth, every second must count — every damn second!
My goal every day is to be a better man than I was the previous day. And every night, just before my eyelids close, I assess the activities of the day and rate myself.
Sometimes, I want to pat myself on the back and say, “Omoya, that was a bloody fruitful day you just had. I owe you some fresh apples. Yippee?”
Other times, though, I look back and I’m disappointed at how useless the day was. “Omoya, you failed today,” I tell myself, “and you’re carrying this over. Double work tomorrow. Seems like you just have to postpone that long-anticipated date one more time, lazy ass. Sorry.” Heck!
As much as possible, I try to close my eyes to the competition without, because the greatest contender I have is ME! So each day, I compete with myself. Sometimes, I win; sometimes, I lose. But it’s all fine because, either way, I gain.
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