The value of Time

What is the value of time?

People say time is money but that is not true. You can in fact make more money, you can magnify how much money you make in a variety of ways; legal, illegal, risky or safe, but you can never make more time for yourself.

To make matters worse no one knows how much time they will have on this earth. Those old fucks who live to be 97 screw someone else over to make the average in the US around 74 or so, someone has to die quite young to make those averages work out don't they?

It is like musical chairs but you don't win a pie, you just win the right to keep getting up in the morning and going to work, putting the pants on one leg at a time, pet the dog, kiss the wife, call mom once in a while and see what's on TV tonight.
Where I work there are actuarial tables which show if "retire" and move on at 45 your life expectancy is 85, however if you work till 65 your life expectancy is 66.5! Yet people stay on because of medical insurance and "not having quite enough money to get the Lexus paid off first". Of course getting the Lexus paid off is a metaphor because the Lexus of life will never be paid off will it? Just as Sisyphus' boulder will never be up at the top of the hill and set to rest, the Lexus will never be paid off.

I tell the young bucks at work to think about their last day on earth and laying on their deathbed tallying up their lives. Will the new car, the jetski or the 56" TV matter then? Not a whip.

Recently a guy at work, an athlete actually, died at the age of 52, he was a bicycler. At first people said he was 48 and I was comforted just a bit when I saw he was born April of 57. He was always first in his races and first up the hills and now he is first toward the bright light I suppose. The last time I saw him his eyes were red and he was obviously stressed out and irritable, he said he "just didn't have the time for this project" he was supposed to be part of and walked out. Now it would seem he has plenty of time to slow down, be last in races and enjoy things.

So I try and take things one-day-at-a-time and really spend all those minutes in the day as wisely as I can. I think about when I was a child and went to the penny candy store called "Harry Heads" (his actual name), I would look at my small fist "monies" and really calculate how much I would get, how much candy bang for the penny I could figure out. My pennies were precious, and time not so much, time seemed forever and I longed to grow up and have the power to make my own decisions in life and do whatever I wanted.

Now I realize what I really want is to make more time, but more time is not to be made.

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