Dear Readers,

there are two things in this world which one can be sure of.

1. After spending an hour on making your hair look nice it’s going to rain.
2. If I’m writing a blog post, it means I have just broken up with someone.

I am going through another “transitional period” but a lot has happened in the last 4 months.

• I won the comedy Basel competition at Klara
• I have quit my job
• I am starting my own business
• I fell in love but decided to end it because I need myself more right now.
• I rode on the back of a motorbike

One subject that is always on my mind is the subject of “Time”. I never seem to have enough of it, or I am resentful to people for taking it and not appreciating it.

“Time” has always been an issue for me – ever since I was young.

An anecdote my mum loves to tell, is that when I was a baby I would want a feed exactly every 3 hours. I remember being obsessed with my daily routine as a child, and would always sit down to breakfast at 08:15. Even now I always have my lunch from 12:30 – 13:00. Any deviation from this timeframe causes me to panic slightly.

On Saturday I was at my local bookclub and we did a secret santa. One of the books gifted was “Meditations” by Marcus Aurelius. I was so intruiged by this book that I decided to buy it for myself.

I have thus started a little journey on trying to understand Stoicisim – a school of Philophy – and how the lessons or ideals can be used to help me lead a better life.

This morning I listened to “The Daily Stoic” podcast and the topic was “Time”.

Seneca (a roman philosopher) said this about “time”:

It is not that we have a short space of time, but that we waste much of it. Life is long enough, and it has been given in sufficiently generous measure to allow the accomplishment of the very greatest things if the whole of it is well invested. 

This got me to thinking – I waste a lot of my time.

Time – a non-renewable source and one’s most precious possession. Having time is, in my opinion, the ultimate show of wealth. The ultimate goal of making money is not to buy things, but to buy “time”. To outsource activites which steal time away from us. (For me, this includes having a cleaner who cleans my apartment).

Yet when I am in possession of time, I waste it.

Recently I’ve wasted a lot of time by having a crush on a guy. I would post stories on instagram and just keep checking to see if he had seen it, my heart skipping a beat when he sends me a reaction.

I would spend time imagining being with this guy, yet not doing anything about it. He doesn’t even know how I feel.

I waste time on social media, just scrolling yet not actually reading – not taking in any substance.

I waste time worrying about my appearance. Checking myself in the mirror to make sure I look “perfect”. For who? No idea…

I waste time planning instead of doing. I plan my dreams instead of achieving them. I set intentions with no actions. Wasted time.

Can I change my ways? I do hope so!

How about you? Do you waste your precious time? Do you feel the sand slipping through your fingers?

Anyway – thanks for reading!

Laura xoxoxoxoxo