Here comes the storm. The Spring Semester Storm.

Is everyone ready?

I am… quite frankly, not. I hate feeling like I have to sacrifice so much that I care about in order to get everything done on time.I actually enjoy all that I do at school. There are probably very few things that I dread doing, except that I dread the deadlines. It’s such a shame. If we had 50 hours per day… 100 hours per day to read all the books we wanted to read, acquire all the knowledge we ever could, how much happier I’d….

 

WAIT. Would I be happier?

Let’s stop to think: If I had 10 hours to write a paper, I could probably do it. If I had 10 days to write the same paper, I’d still be stressed at 9 days and 23 hours, trying to finish it up. Why is it that we can’t (or at least I can’t) manage our time well enough to get the things we want to get done done?! Someone tell me. Is it because we are such over-achievers that we are never completely content with what we do? Are we naturally unhappy beings?

Nevertheless, we can only hope to please ourselves as much as we can with the time that we have. We can’t break the walls of Time. Let us breathe through it instead.

Breathe. Get things done one at a time. Not two, not three. ONE. And learn to say, “It’s ok  you’re not perfect.”