Tuesday, November 4, 2008

What time is it?

"Time is the fire in which we burn..." Dr. Soran, Star Trek: Generations, by Rick Berman
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There are only 24 hours in a day. It’s practically the same throughout the 365 days in the year. Unless you’ve been abducted by aliens or have been altered by extraterrestrial influences, you know you can’t stretch it.

I spend six to eight hours sleeping. It’s when my hyperactive mind rests. It rests not by way of shutting down. It kicks away the rules and let something akin to insanity take its reign. It figures how to spend P130 million because it smells it can happen. It doesn’t matter that the probability of winning in the 6/49 lottery is almost 1 in 14 million, which is roughly the same probability as obtaining 24 heads in succession when flipping a coin. In my life, I've done lottery thrice. The odds of winning is... insane.

I spend about an hour and 15mins trying to wake up, dragging my feet to the bathroom, bathing, getting dressed, and basically making myself battle-ready for another week day. I don’t put on a battle gear but I make sure that my head can take a day’s battering.

I spend 10 hours at work looking for a problem, coming up with a solution, presenting it to the bigger executives and having the solution rejected. It doesn’t always happen but when it does it is phenomenal. I burn my circuits out while doing a million other things (please don’t let me use Multitasking the word is overused and overrated I feel like imploding every time I hear it) like answering a question nobody else attempted to answer as fatasses decompose in office chairs better than mine saying this or that particular solution isn’t good enough. I come too close to spontaneous human combustion every time. Or spontaneous human explosion. I fear for the tenants of PBCom the building just might not be able to take it.

I spend about two hours waiting. I can’t stand waiting but it’s a necessary evil. I wait for a cab amidst the noise and haste, suspended within a cloud of smoke and dust and heat. I wait for the green light as the cab crawls through. I wait in line to get some lunch. I wait for the end of the day itching to be home with my chips and vodka.

I spend about an hour eating. More if I eat breakfast, which I don’t usually do. Sometimes eating isn’t so much as eating. I’d call it ingesting. I go through it because it’s needed. I will skip lunch if it didn’t make me cranky as the afternoon progresses. But I really have to stop eating. It’s still a flat tummy down here but I seriously feel I’m gaining weight.

I spend about two hours trying to clear my head when the day ends and be prepared for another refreshing insanity in dreamland. I read a book, listen to music, hit the shower for a second round, text, write or whatever else under the moon. When I assault the sheets with my weight, I make sure I head straight to dreamland. Being awake for an extended time in bed is such a demon.

There are 24 hours in a day. There isn’t much else that I do, and I’ve got no time for complications.

9 comments:

RONeiluke, RN said...

wow... looks like your everyday life seem monotonous eh? my life is pretty much the same...or worse. any complications is definitely a no-no.

this is great read. i love the way you narrated it. loved the wordplay..

peace out!
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are you kidding me?! if there's still another lord of the rings trilogy i'll dig it. watched the return of the king thrice in the cinemas... hays... i thought peter jackson was planning to make the silamarillion??? hmmm...

Jake Tornado said...

Why do I smell something burning reading this post?

Dude, you better do something about a monotonous lifestyle. You might lose your sanity.

But legally, insanity is an exempting circumstance in a criminal act. Just wanna share. Hehehe.

~Kinesics said...

Yes, TIME is a great 'illusion'! It does not 'pass' BUT we 'pass by' TIME - in our thoughts, words and deeds !

Someone once said: "Time is an equal opportunity employer. Each human being has exactly the same number of hours and minutes every day. Rich people can't buy more hours. Scientists can't invent new minutes. And you can't save time to spend it on another day. Even so, time is amazingly fair and forgiving. No matter how much time you've wasted in the past, you still have an entire tomorrow."

I have tried different time management techniques. What I found is that these techniques help to some extent but any major time related problem arises in the first place because of our expectations and inability to accepted present reality and work with it.

"An unhurried sense of time is in itself a form of wealth."

:)

~kinesics

Anonymous said...

sa akin naman parang kulang ang 24 hours sa dami ng trabaho. hehe. just dropped by. :)

Anonymous said...

ei u forgot to mention bout the time u spare doing some wacky ideas in ur mind. nice time management. But u need to go out and breath fresh air, and intake alcohol, to get rid of carbon monoxide/dioxide dwells in ur body.lol.

- rob justin

Anonymous said...

parang nagcomment na ako dito dati kaya lang parang hindi nagregister.hehe.

Sexymoi said...

yup. it is short but we have to make the most out of it... :)

Abou said...

you are damn right. time is my enemy.

xxxborgexxx said...

@roneiluke, rn - can't say it's monotonous because i always make sure that my weekends are crazy. it's the only way i can live through this while waiting for something bigger to happen. like maybe when i win in that P130 lottery thing. hahahaha.

@jake tornado - yeah, i know about the insanity plea. that's why i always say i'm crazy..... wahehehe.

@~kinesics - great quote you've got there. and about time management? goodluck ;p

@joshmarie - thanks for dropping by. haven't seen you here for a while. say hi to sky for me. and i never erase comments specially if they come from someone as pretty as you.

@anonymous - wacky wacky wacky. that's all i am to you. watch me when i'm at work and it's a different person altogether. i can also be smart sometimes, you know. hahahaha. inuman na!!!