“I don’t have enough time.”

“I am running out of time.”

“It feels like time is standing still.”

“I am wasting my time.”

“Time flies.”

Over the last few months, I have found myself having more time; this has been both by choice and by circumstances outside of my control. And the more time I have, the more I wonder: Is time a curse or a gift?

I was never someone who enjoyed time; I had always tried to fill it – with activities, work, friends, exercise (not so much anymore on that one but I digress…). I used to get pangs of anxiety when I had time. I think some of that stems from FOMO during my high school days but I’ll let my doc provide feedback on that. It wasn’t until my later years (I’ll leave the age guessing game to you) that I learned to enjoy down time/quiet time – the proverbial “me time”. I have learned to do “nothing” and have come to appreciate the privilege that comes with that choice. More on privilege in another post…

My challenge in this stage of my life is to figure out what to do with this time. Should I be productive? Should I rest? Should I start a new chapter in my life? Meet new people? Experience new things? Travel? Should I let my mind reel? Should I try to be still? And if so, how would I do that?

I am a big believer in change. I love change. I love looking for ways to improve myself and those around me should they choose the same journey as me. And the one thing that time can help create is change. Change in perceptions. Change in “thought habits”. Change in relationships. Change in focus. Change in your day-to-day. And, over time, time can help change the world.

My worst fear is waking up tomorrow the same person that I am today. Time is a gift. It’s time to unwrap it, isn’t it? Who’s with me?