Time

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Being on a college campus, the one thing I hear a lot is “Well, I would, but I don’t have TIME.” And more often than not, I’m the one saying it. Whether it's hanging out with someone or needing to finish an assignment, I find myself wanting more TIME to do whatever it is that needs done.
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We meditated at the end of my class yesterday, and while that sounds kind of funny (it was) the message was clear that we as a society are always on the run and rarely have TIME to just sit. Or just sit and think. Heck, I’ve read lots of research this semester on many families and their hectic lifestyles, running from ballet practice to ballgames to school concerts, and it seems that plenty of people find themselves wanting more TIME to themselves, more TIME to sit and think.
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As I’m nearing the end of my first semester of my junior year of college, I’m having to start thinking about what I want to do with myself upon graduating. I’ve thought about what job opportunities I could pursue or what more schooling I could undertake. While that might seem late for someone to be pondering their future, it is. I find myself wanting more TIME to figure it out.
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But at the same TIME, I also don’t want more TIME. I don’t want to sit and think; I get too anxious. I want to figure out what my future holds; I want to be there already. I want to be in the future where my decisions are made, and where my priorities (and a job would be nice) are set in stone. Realizing that I can’t do this until I build my DeLorean, I need to take stock in the present.
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My dad likes repeating the quote, “I don’t like thinking about the past. There’s no future in it.” So I guess the present gets lost in that shuffle. A lot of what I deal with in working in with sports is looking ahead to future games or seasons, but what about today’s practice? Today’s game? We may not have all the TIME in the world, but there’s no sense in looking past that which we’ve been given.

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