I Need Time.

"Time is a construct" is usually a cop-out to avoid responsibility, but it's very very true. This post was a quick brain-to-keyboard post inspired by a daily blog prompt I ran across.

Do you need time?

Well, I’ll start this one by saying this is definitely a loaded question; “Do you need time?” could literally mean anything.

Gut reaction, yes. Of course I need time. But then I sat with that question.

Do I… need time? Or do I need the life that is lived and then quantified by that time?

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The construct of time.

We all have heard “time is a construct” at some point or another in our life, in a movie, you name it; and while that may be true, it’s usually used as a cop-out to avoid responsibility in some way shape or form.

But actually let that ruminate in your brain stew for a second.

Time is in fact a construct, and we know this affects us. Often times when you talk with folks near the end of their road they all say the EXACT same thing: savor that shit (MAYBE I’m paraphrasing, but you get the gist.)

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Why I need it.

So yes, I need time, because at this point in my life it excites me to see how many years I have left to fill with the things I love. My family, friends, and hobbies can be mine again and not the clocks because of this intentional shift in perspective.

That is huge.

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