At the speed of life

Time has been speeding by lately. In my head there was this list of things I wanted to do, see, learn and create this summer. There was supposed to be plenty of room for all of it and yet, here I am wondering where the days went.

Why do I feel like my time was so full and empty at the same time? And is it just me?

I guess we all remember how summers stretched endlessly when we were kids. I remember being bored to death and having no sense of time whatsoever.

Lately, I have been wishing for time to just stop, or at least for it to slow down a little. But the more I try to stem the tide, the more I seem to get swept away. There are so many more things to do, so many more roads to travel, so many more things in my head.

Where this whole state of mind stems from? Probably from ambitious plans, from high expectations and oh, also from pressure to wring out the most of this life.

All these motives aren’t wrong – on the contrary – they are in fact important engines that drive us to achieve something.

Nevertheless, I wonder if we don’t take on too much. I wonder if we actually want to do all these things or if we are just supposed to because they are on the list. And I wonder if pursuing goals can be compatible with a stress-free life at all.

What to do about it? There surely isn’t just one recipe how to deal with the pressure coming from this fast-paced life, but here are some things that work for me whenever I feel stressed out:

  • Don’t be too hard on yourself. What you have accomplished until now is most certainly pretty damn great.
  • Be grateful. Just remind yourself of all the good things in your life you often take for granted.
  • Don’t keep waiting for the point of arrival. It’s probably an illusion to believe that you’ll have it all ticked off one day.
  • Let go of your definition of perfect. Instead have faith that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
  • Enjoy the shit out of this life. Your only job here on earth – and it isn’t a job at all – is to enjoy life as you wish. Not in a self-absorbed sense, but in a positive, life-affirming way.

I guess I can’t stop time from flying, but I can enjoy the ride while it lasts, stick my head out of the window and let my hair fly in the wind.

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