The only way to waste time.

Can you really waste time?

It’s one of those deep fears that come up many times in many conversations.

And I don’t think so.

Notion one: time doesn’t exist.

Time is an idea that needs a shitload of other ideas to work and feel real.

Time is a mental construct made out of thoughts about the past and the future, that creates a specific chronological story and historical moments.

Very realistic, for sure.

But it still doesn’t really exist.

And the last time I checked, you couldn’t waste or fuck up something that doesn’t exist in the first place.

So…

There’s that.

And, yeah I get it.

I’m not an ignorant asshole.

Of course I know very well that the mental world with all of its concepts is our world of reference and realness.

But here’s another notion, number two.

Yesterday I had a conversation with my daughter about the ‘academic year’ that will follow this summer.

She has almost finished her three years at University College and now will be taking some time off to play around, work a bit, do some…