Time Keeps On Slippin’

It’s interesting/funny/weird what thoughts can pop into one’s head at any given moment.

Friends and I were conversing about our various upcoming vacations planned for the year. As is the wont is such cases several of us were “I can’t wait to go to…”. What struck me was when one friend ended her vacation itinerary with “Dammit! I wish it were May already!” It’s a common enough desire, especially when looking forward to pleasurable pursuits, but for some reason it struck me as wrong today.

“Don’t do that!” I stopped her.
“Do what?”
“Wish your life away.”

Naturally this generated some very curious looks from the others in the conversation.

We adults, and I definitely include my self in this, constantly say “I wish it were Friday already!” first thing Monday mornings. Oh but, what would we miss if we could just snap our fingers, bypass Tuesday through Thursday and land square at 12:01 am Friday?  Because we focus on the humdrum of an average day, and we all want to be more than average, that we’re mentally, emotionally rushing to get to the next big joy that we’re skipping over the day-to-day of simply living through the small ones.

On my first day of business school I had wished, I was done and graduated because I was not looking forward to the eighteen months of school work ahead of me. Had that wish come true I may have never met the man who would become my husband and missed out on what are now some very fond memories of our time there.

In the words of Stevie Wonder: I wish those days could come back once more…

Take into consideration that when we wish our lives away we’re taking the world with us because El Sol and La Luna do not turn in tune  just one to individual’s desire and leave the rest of our time alone. We don’t just rush our own lives, but the lives of every one else.  You know the saying time flies when you’re having fun? Imagine your moments of joy literally being shortened by someone who is wishing their own horrible moment, hour, day, week, month, year, life away.

An uncle of mine once said to take your age and double it, and then think about chances of your reaching that age. I believe was all of twelve at the time, and in the selfish immortality of my youth, living to see twenty-four was a given so who cares? I’m a long way from twelve, and for that matter twenty-four, while I may have decent odds of doubling may fifty-two years on this earth, the reality is sobering when one considers the inevitable.

Because no matter how long we are alive, it’s never going to be as long as we are dead. After all…

All we are is dust in the wind…

Do we really want to randomly wish moments, minutes, days, weeks, months, and/or years of it away because we can’t be so bothered to actually live it?

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Let’s see how others are slicing up their day…

Slice of Life Challenge: Two Writing Teachers

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9 thoughts on “Time Keeps On Slippin’

  1. As I near the end of my career, I’ve thought a lot about the wishing away of life. I’m working to savor each moment, although today was a day I needed to end! Still, it’s not over, so I’m savoring some slices before heading out to teach a night class.

  2. I stopped wishing my life away once I retired. Now I just enjoy each moment that I am given. This summer Kathy and I will be taking a trip to Zambia if all goes well. I am not wishing for that time to be here but rather enjoying the anticipation and preparing for the trip.

  3. What a great point you make here. I honestly think writing Slice of Life Stories each week has helped me stop wishing moments away. Instead, I notice them and appreciate them more.

  4. Amen. Good words. The answer is no. I do not want to wish my life away. So true that we will not live longer than we will be dead so I am not trying to make it to the end, yet. When it is my time I will go peacefully but until then I am going to try to appreciate the funky moments too. Thank you!

  5. I frequently do wish I could bypass certain very humdrum, daily, mundane events, namely those that, no matter how often you repeat them, are only going to come again, and again, and again….

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