Time is an equal opportunity employer

 


I do not often get time to think but today, a wonderful thing happened; my phone ran out of charge on the way home.


Why is this wonderful despite the annoying traffic and the driver talking on the phone about how to fix a broken elevator?


I did not have to worry for 45 minutes. I did not have to worry about my LinkedIn personal branding, the positions that I have to fill, printing brochures, Instagram messages, my pending tasks, and falling behind guitar practice.


Beneath all the city lights and smoke, I found clarity...No longer was I bound to all the things I have to do. 


As my cigarette dwindled to a fraction of its original size, I imagined my time dwindling smaller and smaller but the mountains of things I had to do failed to burn alongside it.


It is truly amazing that I am ranting about my phone powering off as the best thing that ever happened to me lately.


Lately, I am surrounded by items of who I once was thinking about what I am to become... Whether it is the two guitars gathering dust or faces that only hear me say "hello" or "goodbye", I am passing time thinking about what once was and what will be. Trying to reduce ambiguity, since the unknown remains my biggest insecurity... Beneath the charming and confident exterior, I am as human as everyone around me.


When I was 15, I had an epiphany that shaped my life:


"If I graduate university, how will I be different?"


This question took me towards a long and winding road of working from that age until today. I always wanted a career ever since then. What I didn't know was that I would face difficulties and an entire year to land a job. I always asked why and this obsession took me two years to answer.


Ever since then, my job became helping people like me get a job. What if I stop? Will there still be people to carry the torch and help out? Will people still seek to create perfect work environments? 


What if, for all the time to come, my legacy will be crossed tasks rather than achievements? What if I forget the purpose of doing all of this or trade it for a higher salary as is the norm?


If you ask me, I am thinking a lot. I wish my phone was out of charge.





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