The funny thing is you think you have time 

We don’t know who we’ll find at a beach fire. We don’t know if that party is going to be terrible simply because we can’t stop thinking about the girl.

And we don’t know whether we’re going to crash our car and be immobilized for the rest of our lives.

We don’t know whether, I mean, fuck, whether we’re going to be knifed, or mugged, or killed tomorrow. And, these aren’t problems I typically worry about.

But that doesn’t mean they can’t, or won’t happen.

And so every day we watch Netflix, every day we’re sleeping and not writing, practicing discomfort, and meditating… That’s a day we’ve lost. And this treatise: make no mistake, I’m not perfect. The reason I write these posts about how to live better is to remind myself of what to do. This plea to start doing good now is as much a reminder for me as I hope it’s an awakening for you.

If we live until 90, we get 1,080 months. That’s 4,320 weeks. Context: if you counted one week per second, you could reach 4,320 weeks in 72 minutes.

And we waste our time so much, because we never think about how close death really is. Whether you live to ninety, or whether you’re shot tomorrow. Whether you’re told you have cancer and will die a year from now.

So many things can happen, yet we think, That’s the kind of event that happens to other people.

No, to someone else, you are other people. Make steps to do what you want now because no one can see the future — retirement and becoming a painter at 67… So many people don’t make it to 67.

Begin now. We don’t know what will happen


2 thoughts on “The funny thing is you think you have time 

  1. The worst thing is that I’m aware of that and I have all these dreams I want to carry out, but still I find myself seeking Netflix and the comfort of other people’s stories in books, instead of writing my own. My fear is not that I die tommorow and haven’t really done anything with my life, my fear is living till I’m 90 and realising that time has run out and I didn’t live life to the fullest.

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  2. You would enjoy writing by Marcus Aurelius and Seneca the Younger. They talk all about death, time, and how to live life according to virtue.

    Just a taste of his work:

    At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: ‘I have to go to work — as a human being. What do I have to complain of, if I’m going to do what I was born for — the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?’

    — But it’s nicer in here …

    So you were born to feel ‘nice’? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Don’t you see the plants, the birds, the ants and spiders and bees going about their individual tasks, putting the world in order, as best they can? And you’re not willing to do your job as a human being? Why aren’t you running to do what your nature demands?

    — But we have to sleep sometime …

    Agreed. But nature set a limit on that — as it did on eating and drinking. And you’re over the limit. You’ve had more than enough of that. But not of working. There you’re still below your quota.

    You don’t love yourself enough. Or you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you. People who love what they do wear themselves down doing it, they even forget to wash or eat. Do you have less respect for your own nature than the engraver does for engraving, the dancer for the dance, the miser for money or the social climber for status? When they’re really possessed by what they do, they’d rather stop eating and sleeping than give up practicing their arts.

    Is helping others less valuable to you? Not worth your effort?


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