I get 24 hours a day. I need to live in these 24 hours. I get my breaths counted. I am not using my breaths to the fullest.
What’s stopping me from living to the fullest? I don’t know. I am going sleep too late. It means I am getting a lot of time in the evenings. I am still not reading books. Why?
Where are my priorities? Am I even prioritizing things or letting them happen as they come?
It’s not that I am absolutely wasting my time. I watched some good movies over these weekends: the Oscar-winning Palestinian movie Omar, Charlie Chaplin’s The Great Dictator, some rom-coms. I spend some time playing music in the evenings. I have classes for nine hours a day. I don’t know how much time remains for me in a day.
I’m not pleased. I want to read a “book” – a full-length book.
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