In the famous graduation speech titled "Everybody's free to wear sunscreen" there is a line that says, "Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander and you too will get old and when you do you will fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders."
I find myself at 26 doing just that, fantasizing about the past yet I try to bring myself back to reality every now and then although the reality is sometimes so painful and scary it makes me want to crawl into the safety of my past and build my home away from the filth that is infiltrating our societies.
Drugs are now sold in broad daylight on sidewalks and infront of schools. All kinds of leaves of the Cannibis family can be find anywhere and for a very meager price. It has become so normal that you never know which person walking down the street is awake or only half awake.
When we were young drugs were not so accesible and the norm was not that in every family at least one or two people have tried a drug. So yes prices did rise, politicians were noble and children did respect their elders because now if more children respected their elders then less would be doing drugs...
JUST SAY NO!
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
The Art of Free Time
A friend of mine asked me the other day whether with two kids I have any time to do anything for myself. I said of course I do.
Then I thought, then how come I never get anything done?
Today for a rare hour of the past 6 months my children and husband were asleep in the middle of the day leaving me time for myself to do whatever I want without me being too tired.
Because it was the middle of the day I had so many things that I had to do and some things I wanted to do.
I could wash the dishes, fold the laundry, pick up the toys and finish cleaning the house. I can study something. Write something. Read one of the many books I started and never finished. Pop in a movie. or Write. By the time I decided that I would make myself something warm to drink and relax with a book, my son woke up. and free time was over.
Is it that time isn't enough? or like everything else the more organized you are the more you can squeeze things to do in a short amount of time.
Time is a blessing and if your time is blessed it seems to be stretched.
Now I sat around just to relax and it is already late and so many of the things I wanted to finish before I sleep are still left undone.
Tell me. How can I master the Art of Free Time?
Then I thought, then how come I never get anything done?
Today for a rare hour of the past 6 months my children and husband were asleep in the middle of the day leaving me time for myself to do whatever I want without me being too tired.
Because it was the middle of the day I had so many things that I had to do and some things I wanted to do.
I could wash the dishes, fold the laundry, pick up the toys and finish cleaning the house. I can study something. Write something. Read one of the many books I started and never finished. Pop in a movie. or Write. By the time I decided that I would make myself something warm to drink and relax with a book, my son woke up. and free time was over.
Is it that time isn't enough? or like everything else the more organized you are the more you can squeeze things to do in a short amount of time.
Time is a blessing and if your time is blessed it seems to be stretched.
Now I sat around just to relax and it is already late and so many of the things I wanted to finish before I sleep are still left undone.
Tell me. How can I master the Art of Free Time?
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