Catching up with eternity
It seems like no matter how hard we try, we can't ever see the finish line in mainstream society's eternal rat race. Once we enter the workforce, it's like we're destined to just go, go, go and work, work, work until we die. If it weren't for the fact that we're dead, we probably wouldn't even be able to schedule the time to attend our own funerals.
There are constantly deadlines to meet, people to see, meetings to attend, letters to write, work to do, places to go, money to spend and bills to pay such that by the end of the day, there is barely any time left for you to do anything except collapse on the couch from sheer mental and physical exhaustion. This gave rise to "multi-tasking." Who else but humans can come up with a concept like this? I'm inclined to think that the person who came up with multi-tasking was someone who was trying to dispel the notion that you can't walk and chew gum at the same time.
So we go to work each day and toil away at our workstations, hearing nothing but the tapping of computer keyboards and the faint dripping of our brains melting inside our heads. On particularly tough days, I try to think about "The Little Train That Could" - an old childhood friend who always encouraged us to keep going despite any difficulties. But then I start wondering whether or not the Little Train is hauling a sleeper car and whether or not it's time for a nice little afternoon nap.
So why do we continue to toil endlessly to try and do every single thing that needs to be done and then spend the rest of the time worrying about what doesn't get done? We're not super-human. Even the bible says that it took Almighty God six days to create the world, so why do we think that we can do any better than Him? I know of several people who seem to thrive on doing just that. I call these people gluttons for punishment. They don't seem to be familiar with the saying, "Take time to stop and smell the roses." Why? They're too darn busy! These are the people that can survive on 4-5 hours of sleep, go to work every single day for 10-12 hours, have time to go jogging or walking or go to the gym after work, and STILL have time to hang out with friends, and even more amazing, still have time left after that to chill out and relax at home for a little while before going to bed.
As far as I'm concerned, I don't want to be a part of a race that I'm never going to win. So just let me sleep in until about noon with a rose up my nose and let me take things day by day because I'm inclined to think that much like the race between the tortoise and the hare, a slow, steady pace will win the race over speed any day. It'll ultimately be the quality of the life you've lived versus the quantity of how much you did in your life that will determine how truly happy you'll be at the end of that life.
But to each his (or her) own....may the best man (or woman) win.