Seneca wrote that we are not given a short life — we make one. The time is there. It leaks.
An hour goes to a feed you will not remember by evening. A day goes to an argument you did not need to enter. A year goes to waiting for a person, a job, a government to change something you could have started yourself.
Nobody here would hand a stranger their money. Everybody hands out their days.
Guard the hours like coins, and spend them on something you would defend.
Short video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzWMnVLKJAU
What is the one thing that eats your day that you have already decided to stop?
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