I guess the title When Time Matters sounds so obviously “d’uh!” in a lot of people’s mind. In our short life, time always matters. But even though the fact is so easily acknowledged, often the seriousness of the subject seems lost when we try to be aware of it in our daily life.
This reflection is not an easy subject for me. Usually in order to come up with reflective post like this, I need quiet, contemplative time and a balanced sense of mind. That unfortunately became such an unattainable luxury for the past month or so. Day work has been insane, personal matters became cumbersomely tired and neglected, and my creative mind just stalled.
Dark thoughts clouded my sky, because of which I chose to stand still for a while.
OK, so enough of that depressing crap. I’m trying to share something here :) Your life and time aren’t BFF for a lot of people, and I don’t think it has to go that way. This may become one of those TLDR things, but hey, if you think this thing matters to you, then read on!