If there's one thing I'm notoriously known for, it's my absolute inability to be punctual.
I, on the other hand, still maintain that this is not true. I've given the same schpeel over and over again about how time is an oppressive imaginary tool designed to subjugate the masses to widespread conformity, and that it's a little bit ironic how something as intangible as cotton candy munching flying unicorns has become such an intricately woven element in our social fabric. You think Valentine's is a Hallmark concoction? HAH! Time was invented by Mr. Rolex!
But I digress...
In reality I have nothing against the tick-tock. I will even admit, that in the rare few moments that I am actually on time, I usually do feel some kind of bliss, fulfillment, self-realization even? Maybe.
The problem is that for some reason or another I do somehow always manage to be late.
So I'm starting this blog for a variety of reasons:
1. I will try to discover the core reason behind my tardiness. Is it (as my Mother says) my utter disrespect for time? My lack of time management? My inconsideration at making people wait for me? Or is it just the forces of nature of the Universe coming together to prevent me from being there when I should be? (Or maybe when I eventually do arrive, is when I should arrive, and it's the Universe's way of protecting me otherwise I would be hit by a bus? - food for thought...)
2. More than once my tardiness has been the source of some amazing life experiences - I'm sure a few people remember missing a flight with me in Las Vegas, and opting to put an amateur driver (Me) behind the wheel instead and driving overnight 534 km to San Diego. Scariest 5 hours of my life, but: Life Experience. I'm going to use this blog as a tool to document the awesome encounters being late..or trying to be on time...throw my way.
3. Last, and certainly not least, certainly certainly certainly, not least, this blog will record my regenerated and (hopefully) non-futile attempt at reforming myself into someone who is ON TIME! Yes, believe it or not. I have not bought into the conventional attitude and need to be on time, but rather I am conducting a social experiment, and more importantly find the mantra 'Fashionably Late' to be fashionably extinct. Less is More. Save the Environment. Be on Time.
So I'm inviting you to take some time out of your own busy (and undoubtedly slightly lagging) schedules and spend some time in my time...D Time!
x
I, on the other hand, still maintain that this is not true. I've given the same schpeel over and over again about how time is an oppressive imaginary tool designed to subjugate the masses to widespread conformity, and that it's a little bit ironic how something as intangible as cotton candy munching flying unicorns has become such an intricately woven element in our social fabric. You think Valentine's is a Hallmark concoction? HAH! Time was invented by Mr. Rolex!
But I digress...
In reality I have nothing against the tick-tock. I will even admit, that in the rare few moments that I am actually on time, I usually do feel some kind of bliss, fulfillment, self-realization even? Maybe.
The problem is that for some reason or another I do somehow always manage to be late.
So I'm starting this blog for a variety of reasons:
1. I will try to discover the core reason behind my tardiness. Is it (as my Mother says) my utter disrespect for time? My lack of time management? My inconsideration at making people wait for me? Or is it just the forces of nature of the Universe coming together to prevent me from being there when I should be? (Or maybe when I eventually do arrive, is when I should arrive, and it's the Universe's way of protecting me otherwise I would be hit by a bus? - food for thought...)
2. More than once my tardiness has been the source of some amazing life experiences - I'm sure a few people remember missing a flight with me in Las Vegas, and opting to put an amateur driver (Me) behind the wheel instead and driving overnight 534 km to San Diego. Scariest 5 hours of my life, but: Life Experience. I'm going to use this blog as a tool to document the awesome encounters being late..or trying to be on time...throw my way.
3. Last, and certainly not least, certainly certainly certainly, not least, this blog will record my regenerated and (hopefully) non-futile attempt at reforming myself into someone who is ON TIME! Yes, believe it or not. I have not bought into the conventional attitude and need to be on time, but rather I am conducting a social experiment, and more importantly find the mantra 'Fashionably Late' to be fashionably extinct. Less is More. Save the Environment. Be on Time.
So I'm inviting you to take some time out of your own busy (and undoubtedly slightly lagging) schedules and spend some time in my time...D Time!
x
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