On Free Time and Rest Days

It has come to one of those days when I whine about my adulthood and complain that I no longer have free time. This is also the time that it is mandatory to have a wake-up call of reality.

Contemplating on this dilemma, I looked back on what I used to do over the years when I did have my free time. Did I do productive things? Not really. Most of them involved lying in bed and watching video after video on Youtube. And repeating the same video again when I felt like recalling them. Last year’s vacation was fun for two weeks but the days that followed until its end was boring as always. Weekends tend to run the same every week, doing whatever for time-wasting leisure.

I reflected on why that is. Whenever I am busy, I always think of free time as a treasure that one looks forward to getting every week. But once I get there, I become overwhelmed with the feeling of “okay, what now?”

But… I wanted to do so many things! It’s my day, and I decide on the endless possibilities!

And THAT freedom is almost a prison in itself. Your day, your choice. And I find yourself disappointed, as your day became endless scrolling through Facebook.

Did you ever get that overwhelming feeling of not knowing what to do due to the vast choices? Do I clean my room? Do I go out with friends? Do I spend my mornings walking or my afternoons writing this post for a blog?

It’s about time to be reflective of this treasure to better accommodate my life’s free space.

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The Last Free Day

So, yeah… Today’s my birthday.

There’s really no hoopla about it. I guess after you turn 18 you kinda start hating your birthdays one by one. It’s kinda a reminder that “Hey, your time is limited you know! Now here’s your new age, and you still haven’t done anything special.” I guess it’s saying something. I still stand by what I said though. This is probably the loneliest birthday. But I don’t like to think about that right now. I just finished enrolling for a new semester yesterday, and classes start tomorrow. So I guess it’s not just a birthday. It’s also a last free day before your school term of hell starts again, kind of thing.
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