Time — it’s the greatest fu*king thing you have. Forget money, possessions, and all that other crap. Time is finite. Time is gold.
You can never create more of it.
Just a few weeks ago, I had more time than I knew what to do with. I had this weird break between a semester of college and the start of an internship. Throughout this intermission, I had no idea what to do.
Much of that can be attributed to the fact I was dirt broke.
I only had about a $100 to bring me through the month of December. Sad, right? I couldn’t afford a gym membership. I didn’t have the means to go out. I wasn’t able to do much.
I had nothing but time. Too much time. Like to the point where it affected me in a negative way.
“What’s wrong with you?”
I’m a structured person. I like routines. I always keep a mental schedule of what I need to do — or should do.
With virtually no responsibilities or resources, it became difficult to create any kind of plan. In turn, I took a lot of those free hours for granted. Time was so abundant for me, it started to lose it’s value.
Unfortunately, a lot of it went to waste.
But now it’s different; I’m foaming at the mouth for free time. It’s the complete opposite… a full 180.
My relationship with time is very different today compared to a month ago. I started my internship; it’s my first “real” job and my first taste of what a full-time position is really like. It’s exactly how it sounds — full time.
My schedule goes a bit like this:
I wake up at 6:00AM. I spend an hour eating breakfast and getting ready. I work downtown, so I get up a couple hours before I head into our skyward office.
Each morning, I take an hour commute. (I’m burning through podcasts left and right). Half of the time is attributed to actual travel. The other half is due to the warfare of inner-city traffic.
I work for 9 hours doing really incredible things.
Another commute follows; this time out of the city.
That’s a total of 12 hours. Whoo. I’m finished, right?
Before I go home, I hit the gym (I can’t sacrifice any gains). Lift. Struggle. Sweat. Another hour and a half spent.
After this, I finally make my way home. Once I’m settled into my place, it’s about 7:30PM and I’m pretty damn tired.
But it doesn’t stop there.
Next, I eat dinner and shower. Yes, I do these things everyday, but it’s the fact another responsibility falls in line.
Now it’s around 8:30. I’m close, but wait. I have to prepare things for tomorrow: gym bag, clothes, pack a lunch, etc.
It’s 9 o’clock now.
Finally. I’m free… (to sleep).
What it’s worth
The funny thing about time is you have to do things you don’t necessarily want to do in order to respect it.
You have to appreciate your time in order to take advantage of it.
Given my circumstances now, I savor every moment I can get. I treasure the opportunity to write, call my girl, or watch a football game.
The simplest moments of relaxation have become valued entirely. Not a second of my day goes to waste.
A couple weeks into my internship and I’m already going out of my way to salvage time. I’m already pushing my limits and altering my schedule in order to touch base with all the things I love and enjoy.
Today I got up at 4:00AM so I could go to the gym before work. I repeat: I got up at 4:00 to lift weights before work. That’s 4 in the morning, also known as the middle of the night.
Sure, it’s challenging but I do it because it opens my schedule up later in the evening.
It gives me time to write this, talk with people who matter, read for a bit, browse my iPad, or have a moment to do something creative.
I guess I wrote this partially to explain why I haven’t been on Medium as much. I’m still working out the kinks in my schedule.
I’m doing all I can.
Value the invaluable time you get — squeeze the life out of it.