I have been thinking a lot lately about the concept of time. We never seem to have enough of it, and what we have we waste, and we always seem to be asking for more of it.
In our professional lives, we find ourselves in the abyss of an office or a cubicle, shuffling through endless amounts of paperwork, emails and phone calls. If I just had more time, I could get this done and then on to the next. If I had just gotten here earlier, or if I would just stay later, maybe, just maybe, it would all disappear.
In our relationships -- romantic or otherwise -- we push people off. We agree to lunches or catching up over (one) happy hour, and then we cancel. We figure, oh there's always tomorrow. There's always more time. We'll catch up again. Our excuse is that we are busy. Busy doing what? Busy thinking about the time we've wasted and how we can negotiate for more.
For ourselves, the personal time abuse is even greater -- I will rest tomorrow, eat better tomorrow, visit the doctor tomorrow, become spiritual or even forgive tomorrow. It doesn't matter, because there's time for it all.
The reality is that time is fictional. Time isn't a "thing" we can control. Rather, we've borrowed it, and it was never ours to begin with. It's a story that was written for us. We fit in it somewhere, and we've been given a map to show us how to navigate through it. You either make the most of it, or you don't.
Time just "is." It can't really DO anything for us. We may grow up believing that time can heal a wound, or that time lapsing allows for us to move on, but maybe we just forget.
If you want to change your mindless daily habits, reconnect with someone that you love, learn to put yourself first, and act as if your time could be up at any minute. Because it can be.
Society has sadly misrepresented time. We try to qualify it when we can't. It's quantitive. It begins, and then it ends.
I look at my own self -- I hustled through school, launched my career early and was eager to establish all kinds of rapid relationships. And for what? To be able to quantify them? That's ridiculous. I'm going to admit it here, I've missed a lot of quality.
I see myself changing almost daily. And while I'm not exactly old by any means, I'm not exactly young either. The abuse and gluttony of time is not okay.
We should all be more mindful, not mindless. Have happy lifetimes, not happy hours. Watch ourselves age and grow knowing that even though time perceives to have flown by -- we've loved every single second of it.
Time is not on our side; however, it does provide an opportunity to facilitate and manage the other forces in your life. Time allows us to bring our thoughts and wishes to reality, express love and kindness, share creativity and make the most out of the journey that has been given to us, no matter what your start time was and what your finish time will be.
I hope this wasn't a waste of your time.
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