Another week has gone by. It’s Friday again and I’ve looked forward to it all week. I just occurred to me I’ve wished away a whole week of my existence. And if I extrapolate that across my lifetime it turns into years and years of wishing away my life. Maybe that’s why years start to fly as you get older. By a focus on Friday, the end of the work week and the rest of the week seems to disappear in busy activity and the only time I seem to enjoy is evenings and weekends – about 1/4th of the week.
Then the weekend seems to fly by as I try to ignore the coming of Monday.
And for the short period I did have at home and wasn’t working I kept looking forward to things happening tomorrow rather than what I was doing right then.
Buddhist philosophy suggests we should live for the moment, live in the here and now and enjoy every second of it. I find that hard to do when a lot of work time I’m doing stuff that I ‘can’ do but don’t ‘like’ to do. I wonder how much my life would improve if I stayed in the moment and enjoyed all of it.
Seems an attitude change is in order.