Time, our most valuable resource. More valuable than money, gold, jewels, and anything we put value on. Yet, it is the most wasted resource.
Now before I continue, I have no issue with people enjoying their time. Do what you want, this is more to provoke thought. So when and if you become insulted, come back to this paragraph. Hell, Im taking my time to write this for you. Your welcome!
Time, for most, is wasted. You have teens that become pop stars, children that become famous actors or actresses, young adults becoming billionaires and young scientists changing the world. But those are the exception and usually by time they reach middle age, unless they are right in the head are broke has beens. You and I, we are stuck working a dead end job that one hates and barely keep float financially. One has little time to spend with whom they love or their family and in itself, should be a crime. But alas, what can one do.
For some, they waste their off time drinking, smoking, gambling, playing games, what ever. The end result is a waste. They have nothing to SHOW for it. All of it. You beat the game, good! What can you actually show for it? Its not going to get you admired, it'll get you put down into loserville. I get to deal with drunks, chain smokers, and gamblers on a daily basis. The flip of the card is all they live for but in the end, they end up broke. Lose 500 bucks only to try and spend the next 5 hours so they can break even. Insanity! Pure, utter, insanity!
Even the one thing that all enjoy, a thing that sells in everything and is a multi billion dollar industry, sex. Yup, I wont leave no stone unturned. It can be reduced to 15 minutes of sweating and heavy breathing and a few seconds of ecstasy. Thats it, a few seconds of pure joy. All this drama over a few seconds. Insulted? Good, see the second paragraph.
Personally, trains and drawing consume all my free time. I like to think I have something to at least SHOW for my time. The 117,000 photos Ive taken and the 520 drawings Ive done. But again, it can be reduced to a waste. I could of spent this time starting up my own business or the sort. Join the Navy and serve my country. But no, I chose to draw and railfan. Am I greedy by doing so? I have no plans on ever publishing a book, no, Id rather sit on my pile of pixels like a dragon sits on his hoard.
All in all, do what you want. Drink, but dont drive home and involve me in your stupidity. Smoke, but dont blow it in my face. Screw, but dont do it in front of me. I think this should also apply for those who become rich and/or famous. Become an actor but I dont want to live on your every word. Become rich but dont taunt it in front of me and DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT, tell me how to live my life.
Then, to finish this all. We wait in traffic jams going to work and home. We wait at the checkout lanes to pay for things we dont really need. We wait in airport security to be frisked. All of this, tiny time murderers. These seconds, minutes, hours really add up over time. Seconds, minutes, and hours we will NEVER EVER get BACK. We cant, at the end, providing you live to a good old age, of our lives and go, Id like to BUY another 5 years of life. Nope, we have what we have and we waste it. One is probably better to live a little wreckless and enjoy life versus being safe and find it mildly amusing.
Did I make you think? Good day mate.






























Ticking away the moments
That make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours
In an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground
In your home town
Waiting for someone or something
To show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
(Solo)
And you run and you run
To catch up with the sun
But it's sinking
Racing around
To come up behind you again
The sun is the same
In a relative way
But you're older
Shorter of breath
And one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation
Is the English way
The time is gone
The song is over
Thought I'd something more to say
Home
Home again
I like to be here
When I can
When I come home
Cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones
Beside the fire
Far away
Across the field
Tolling on the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell...
There are times when I should be drawing or even working, and I'll find myself just going to the river with my dogs to sit with them and enjoy a beautiful day. Than I scold myself for time wasted; than I scold myself again, saying in my head, "your best buds (my dogs) won't be here forever, enjoy all the time you have with them."
Other times when I should be doing constructive tasks, I find myself "wasting" time with my parents...but I adore them and every second spent with them!
My family lost a dear friend (a VA State Trooper) who died tragically in the line of duty. I hate myself now for time not spent with him. This goes for all of those in my life I have lost. Losing another just twists this dagger deeper in.
I guess when it comes down to it, if you spend your time with people or animals you adore or spend time accomplishing something you are very proud of, as long as you enjoy it, it's not a waste? I don't know, time just seems to elude me constantly.
And thank you...this did make me think!
There isn't a day that goes by when I, at some point, wonder 'What would Mom have thought of that?' or 'How would she have reacted to this?'. I'll never know, but it makes me think, and remember all the lost opportunities.