IT’S TIRESOME TO CHASE THE TIME

I see other people not minding the deadlines at all. They don’t allow time to harass them. They just work if they’re enthused to and stop whenever they like. Meeting or not meeting the deadline is never a big deal to them.
I envy those people. A couple of times I see them still in great composure while working even when the deadline is impending. No trace of stress across their faces. No hint of burning out. No panicky movements. No tantrums. No tell-tale signs of a busy life. Incredible!
The more I’ve tried to face my career like the way those people deal with their work, the more I recognize the time whisk by. I am left with the sense that I need to chase the time. The urge to finish everything that I do right away is constantly gushing through me. I have that innate pressure in me to finish what I’m making and what I’m doing shortly before the time or on time and not beyond the scheduled time. I hate to end things late. That’s why, delays are a mess to me.
There are times when my eyes whine and my body succumbs. My hands weaken and my head gives up. But I force my system to get awake and active. Time is leaping faster. A little goofing around will leave me far behind.
I’m constantly chasing the time……….always wanting to speed things up all along. I am looking forward to receive instant assistance………to come up with quick, sound decisions and fast plan and carry them all out like a snapshot. That is of course to hit my time marks.
Weaving a special system for all the daily activities is the right thing to do. But with all the numerous activities piled on top of another being put in a system still, I have to hurriedly finish one to start working on the next. In so doing, I am still chasing the time.
After spending much effort to keep chasing the time, I reach the point of getting exhausted………….stressed out……….depressed………..frustrated………I forgo my time to chill out. I sacrifice the time for myself. Only to end up unfinished on its deadline. I am like chasing the wind. Too hard to keep pace with it. In just a wink of an eye, it’s hundreds of miles away…………..and it’s gone.
That frantic “busy-making” I’ve made has not all the time pushed me so hard to keep pace with time as I’ve always wanted. A lot of times I gave my all in chasing the time and I won. I even used to get in the finishing line before the time. I thought it’s always like that…………But now, how come I see myself failing to chase the time? I’m now stuck…………pleading with time to wait for me.
The realization that has taken root in me is that I can’t have all I wanted all the time. Time and events are absolutely beyond my control. I am not that perfect to put them all together to make everything just work out like the way I want them to. There could be deadlines in my day-to-day life. There are really inevitable instances in which life is cruel and some of those deadlines are not met no matter how I’ve tried hard.
Time…………….I’m always chasing it. Time is not enough for now. When there is enough of it, I think I’ll still ask for more. No time contentment……………….I want more than enough of it to finish a very important thing……………..I want to get it done with quality and with brilliance…………………………more time for me please………………………I need more time to do my best and measure up!