Category: Time

Cassandra Di Lalla (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

It’s so important to make time for yourself, regardless of how that looks for you.

Making time for yourself is a big part of self care. You see, if you don’t have your health, then how will you enjoy the little things in life? How will you tick things off your bucket list? Without your health, you might not be able to achieve whatever it is you want before your declining health restricts you.

Being rich doesn’t always mean living lavishly or luxuriously and putting such high importance on material things. Oftentimes being rich can also mean flooding the earth with positivity and inspiration; it’s creating a nutrient rich soil, keeping everyone happy and healthy. Being rich can mean feeding your mind and soul with powerful and meaningful relationships. It can mean loving and caring abundantly so that you leave a lasting legacy. You are endlessly rich if you enrich the lives of others. Being rich means having the ability to appreciate what’s around you and show gratitude for the things you do have.

We need to put ourselves first sometimes, and that isn’t selfish by any means. We cannot give others the best of us if we ourselves are struggling or feeling unwell. We need to take care of ourselves . . . our bodies and minds will thank us. Once we’re level-headed and feeling refreshed, we can give others our full and undivided attention.

I make time for myself by reminding myself that self care is needed, regardless of the circumstances. I tell myself that things can be done at a later time or later date. There are also ways to work around that, and you need to offer yourself that time no matter what. Perhaps you can make time for yourself just before you go to sleep, or perhaps on the weekend at some point. Just stop whatever it is that you’re doing and instead, do something for yourself. Even if it’s just one hour—that’s a good amount of time to provide yourself some relief from your endless day-to-day tasks. 

I make sure that I’m doing something I truly enjoy and something that will have me feeling relaxed and content. It can be reading, writing, watching my favourite show(s), knitting, meditating, napping, engaging with my pets, sitting down and listening to music, practicing mindfulness and being in the moment, sitting outside, or whatever else I feel like doing.

Since making time for yourself comes in many different forms, I highly recommend that, during your time, you do a mini “self-discovery” to determine what feels right or what makes you most happy. Don’t feel like you have to commit to the same thing or same exact time, either—unless you prefer a set schedule. It’s whatever you prefer, because remember, you are doing this for you! There are so many neat things you can get up to in that one hour or however long you decide to make it.

Over time, this will make a significant difference in your everyday life, because you’re prioritizing you and giving yourself breathing space. A clear mind is the passage to a happy heart and calm soul. Whatever activity best resonates with you is one that you should partake in regularly in order to feel your best. You are worthy and you are deserving of life’s rewarding experiences.

Regardless of what that entails, our hearts don’t beat for anybody but ourselves and our beautiful lives, because our hearts belong to us and only us. We may choose to share what our heart has to offer, such as kindness, love and care, but we must sometimes share all of those qualities with ourselves before splitting it amongst others. We can only do so much, and we can only be in so many places at once. If your heart is beating and your smile is singing, then people will know that life has given you a gold star for courageously putting yourself first. This allows others to see just how important it is to sometimes make slight changes in order to better yourself, the environment and the life you choose to live.

We can all use extra time, but that extra time won’t matter if you aren’t ensuring overall health and well-being for inner beauty and longevity.

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Cassandra Di Lalla lives life purposefully. She enjoys reading, writing and mental health initiatives. She’s an animal lover for life and an innovative individual always finding new ways to create.

 

 

Diny Davis (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

“Time is the scarcest resource and unless it is managed, nothing else can be managed.” – Peter Drucker

In a world where time is often considered our most precious resource, how we manage it is often a reflection of character, respect and personal discipline. As someone who has always valued the importance of being on time, I’ve come to realize that punctuality is more than just a habit—it’s a powerful statement about who I am as a person. Punctuality is more than just being on time.

In this article, we’ll explore the different aspects and nature of punctuality and how it has shaped my life, relationships and professional achievements.

The Essence of Being Punctual

Punctuality is often described as the art of being on time. However, I’ve found that it goes far beyond simply showing up when you’re supposed to. It’s about respect, preparation and a commitment to excellence in all aspects of life. When I make a conscious effort to be punctual, I’m not just managing my time, I’m managing my reputation and the impressions I leave on others.

There’s a special satisfaction in knowing that people can count on me to be where I say I’ll be, when I say I’ll be there. This reliability extends beyond just showing up on time—it’s about being consistently dependable in all aspects of life. 

Respect for Others and Their Time

One of the fundamental aspects of punctuality is the respect it demonstrates for others. When I arrive on time for an appointment or social gathering, I’m sending a clear message that I value the time and commitments of those I’m meeting. This respect forms the foundation of strong, positive relationships, both personally and professionally.

A Reflection of Personal Discipline

Being consistently punctual requires a significant amount of self-discipline. It involves planning and managing my schedule effectively, and sometimes making sacrifices to ensure I can meet my commitments. This discipline doesn’t just benefit my punctuality—it spills over into other areas of my life, enhancing my overall productivity and reliability.

Building Trust with Colleagues and Clients

Punctuality isn’t just about physical presence—it’s about mental preparedness as well. When I’m always punctual with deadlines, I build a reputation as someone who can be trusted. This trust is invaluable in the workplace, where colleagues and clients know they can rely on me, and often it leads to opportunities in the future.

Overcoming the Challenges of Punctuality

While the benefits of punctuality are clear, achieving consistent promptness isn’t always easy. There are numerous challenges that can stand in the way of being punctual, but I’ve developed strategies to overcome them.

Mastering Time Management

Effective time management is crucial for maintaining punctuality. Over the years, I’ve sharpened my skills in this area through a combination of techniques:

Planning Ahead

I make it a habit to plan my day, week and even month in advance. This prediction allows me to anticipate potential conflicts and make necessary adjustments before they become issues.

Setting Realistic Schedules

It’s important to be honest with myself about how long tasks will take. By avoiding overly optimistic time estimates, I can create schedules that are challenging but achievable.

Allowing Buffer Time

I’ve learned to build in extra time for unexpected delays. Whether it’s traffic, last-minute tasks or simply needing a moment to gather my thoughts, this buffer time has been crucial in maintaining my punctuality.

Dealing with External Factors

No matter how well we plan, external factors can sometimes throw a twist in our schedules. Traffic jams, public transportation delays or unexpected emergencies can all create challenges to punctuality. To lessen these risks, I’ve developed a few key strategies:

1. Always have a backup plan, such as an alternative route or mode of transportation.
2. Stay informed about potential disruptions, like weather or traffic reports.
3. When possible, arrive early to avoid any unpredicted circumstances.

The Personal Benefits of Punctuality

My commitment to punctuality has yielded numerous personal benefits that have significantly improved my quality of life:

Reduced Stress and Anxiety

One of the most noticeable benefits of being consistently punctual is the reduction in stress and anxiety. Gone are the days of rushing to make appointments or feeling the constant pressure of running late. This calmness allows me to approach each day with a clear mind and positive attitude.

Enhanced Productivity and Achievement

By being punctual, I make the most of every day. I avoid wasting time waiting for late starts, which allows me to accomplish more. This increased productivity has led to a greater sense of fulfillment and achievement.

Contributing to Efficient Systems

In a broader sense, when more people prioritize punctuality, entire systems become more efficient. Meetings start on time, projects are completed within deadlines and everyone benefits from the smooth operation of daily activities. I take pride in knowing that my individual commitment to punctuality contributes to this larger societal benefit.

The Timeless Value of Punctuality

In conclusion, punctuality is far more than just a good habit—it’s a powerful reflection of character and a key contributor to personal and professional success.

—

Diny Davis is an aspiring author who is passionate about fitness and a strong believer in the close connection between physical and mental health. She is a journalism, psychology and literature graduate, a loving wife and a caring mother who maintains a balance in her work and personal life while giving emphasis to self-care.

 

Lauren Long (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

We’ve all experienced this at one point or another right? We wake up with an intent to spend the day doing what we want to do, only for it to hit the wall and explode into a thousand little pieces. 

This can happen for any number of reasons: 

1. We get distracted and start scrolling through our social media.
2. We start doing what we want to do, only to feel guilty about not doing the things we need to do, e.g. housework or laundry. 
3. We’re doing what we want and someone unexpectedly calls on us and interrupts our workflow. 

There are many other reasons, but the three listed above are what came into my head, and I have had experience with all three. 

It can be super frustrating when you are working on something and you have a good creative flow going, and someone comes to the door and stays for half an hour, because not only does it kill your drive, but if all they are doing is complaining about something and then they leave, you’re left feeling irritable that they just wasted your time that you could have been using to do what you wanted. 

I had one such experience last year, but I’ve found that if I wear my noise-canceling headphones when I’m working, I can’t hear anything other than the music. Thus, there are no interruptions, and I actually get way more done when I have my headphones on because I’m focused on what I’m doing. 

Another reason we may find ourselves spending less time on what we want to be doing is when we’re catching up after being away/being sick. 

The second-to-last weekend of November 2024, I had the pleasure and honour of experiencing Taylor Swift’s ERAS tour in Toronto. I bought the tickets in August 2023, and my mom, sister, brother-in-law and I attended the final night of the shows in Toronto. 

It was such an incredible experience, and even though I was exhausted from the sleep deprivation and the whirlwind of a weekend, I came home feeling strangely refreshed and eager to dive back into writing. But fate and my immune system had other plans. 

The day after my parents and I arrived home from my sister’s house, I started feeling under the weather. My first clue that I was coming down with something was my swollen uvula, the little piece of tissue at the back of the throat. I immediately looked up home remedies to relieve the swelling, and after drinking fluids and gargling with warm salt water, it returned to normal. 

Colds can be stubborn though, and I had to contend with a runny nose for two days before the cold moved from my head into my chest. 

Am I surprised I got sick? No. I would have been more surprised if I hadn’t, because I only had two nights of decent sleep the entire weekend. We caught the red-eye from Kelowna to Toronto on Thursday night and arrived at our hotel at 3 A.M. BC time on Friday morning, went to the concert on Saturday night and didn’t get back to our hotel and into bed until 2 A.M. on Sunday, and then had to be up at 6 A.M. to catch our flight home a few hours later. 

The lack of sleep, coupled with being around 65,000+ people, would definitely have an effect on our immune systems. Amazingly though, I was the only one sick out of the four of us who went to the concert. 

The cough I had lingered for a few days, and in the first week of December I didn’t get a lot done because I was recovering from my cold and spent a lot of time sleeping. I did all my laundry on the first Monday in December because I was feeling better, but I found out the hard way that I’d overdone it because my energy levels were low the next day. 

You may ask, “How does this tie into not having time for the things I want to do?” Well, being sick takes a lot out of you, and you’re focused on getting better so you can resume your routine. 

When I could finally sleep through the night without having to take cold medicine, I was still catching up on sleep. All the things I didn’t do when I was sick piled up and it takes a bit of adjusting after you’ve been sick to get back into the swing of things. 

I used to be really hard on myself if I didn’t get everything done in a day that I wanted to, but a comment from a friend made me realize I don’t have to be Superwoman. Yes, it’s a nice feeling when you get lots done, but you have to let yourself rest and recharge too. 

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Born and raised in Quesnel, BC, Lauren Long is a strong advocate for mental health and well-being, as well as being a major Swiftie and a role model for positive body image. She believes in the value of truth, and that truth matters. When she’s not writing, you can find her on the pole, on the training mats or curled up with a good book.

 

Cassandra Di Lalla (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

It’s so important to make time for yourself, regardless of how that looks for you.

Making time for yourself is a big part of self care. You see, if you don’t have your health, then how will you enjoy the little things in life? How will you tick things off your bucket list? Without your health, you might not be able to achieve whatever it is you want before your declining health restricts you.

Being rich doesn’t always mean living lavishly or luxuriously and putting such high importance on material things. Oftentimes being rich can also mean flooding the earth with positivity and inspiration; it’s creating a nutrient rich soil, keeping everyone happy and healthy. Being rich can mean feeding your mind and soul with powerful and meaningful relationships. It can mean loving and caring abundantly so that you leave a lasting legacy. You are endlessly rich if you enrich the lives of others. Being rich means having the ability to appreciate what’s around you and show gratitude for the things you do have.

We need to put ourselves first sometimes, and that isn’t selfish by any means. We cannot give others the best of us if we ourselves are struggling or feeling unwell. We need to take care of ourselves . . . our bodies and minds will thank us. Once we’re level-headed and feeling refreshed, we can give others our full and undivided attention.

I make time for myself by reminding myself that self care is needed, regardless of the circumstances. I tell myself that things can be done at a later time or later date. There are also ways to work around that, and you need to offer yourself that time no matter what. Perhaps you can make time for yourself just before you go to sleep, or perhaps on the weekend at some point. Just stop whatever it is that you’re doing and instead, do something for yourself. Even if it’s just one hour—that’s a good amount of time to provide yourself some relief from your endless day-to-day tasks. 

I make sure that I’m doing something I truly enjoy and something that will have me feeling relaxed and content. It can be reading, writing, watching my favourite show(s), knitting, meditating, napping, engaging with my pets, sitting down and listening to music, practicing mindfulness and being in the moment, sitting outside, or whatever else I feel like doing.

Since making time for yourself comes in many different forms, I highly recommend that, during your time, you do a mini “self-discovery” to determine what feels right or what makes you most happy. Don’t feel like you have to commit to the same thing or same exact time, either—unless you prefer a set schedule. It’s whatever you prefer, because remember, you are doing this for you! There are so many neat things you can get up to in that one hour or however long you decide to make it.

Over time, this will make a significant difference in your everyday life, because you’re prioritizing you and giving yourself breathing space. A clear mind is the passage to a happy heart and calm soul. Whatever activity best resonates with you is one that you should partake in regularly in order to feel your best. You are worthy and you are deserving of life’s rewarding experiences.

Regardless of what that entails, our hearts don’t beat for anybody but ourselves and our beautiful lives, because our hearts belong to us and only us. We may choose to share what our heart has to offer, such as kindness, love and care, but we must sometimes share all of those qualities with ourselves before splitting it amongst others. We can only do so much, and we can only be in so many places at once. If your heart is beating and your smile is singing, then people will know that life has given you a gold star for courageously putting yourself first. This allows others to see just how important it is to sometimes make slight changes in order to better yourself, the environment and the life you choose to live.

We can all use extra time, but that extra time won’t matter if you aren’t ensuring overall health and well-being for inner beauty and longevity.

—

Cassandra Di Lalla lives life purposefully. She enjoys reading, writing and mental health initiatives. She’s an animal lover for life and an innovative individual always finding new ways to create.

 

Diny Davis (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

“Time is the scarcest resource and unless it is managed, nothing else can be managed.” – Peter Drucker

In a world where time is often considered our most precious resource, how we manage it is often a reflection of character, respect and personal discipline. As someone who has always valued the importance of being on time, I’ve come to realize that punctuality is more than just a habit—it’s a powerful statement about who I am as a person. Punctuality is more than just being on time.

In this article, we’ll explore the different aspects and nature of punctuality and how it has shaped my life, relationships and professional achievements.

The Essence of Being Punctual

Punctuality is often described as the art of being on time. However, I’ve found that it goes far beyond simply showing up when you’re supposed to. It’s about respect, preparation and a commitment to excellence in all aspects of life. When I make a conscious effort to be punctual, I’m not just managing my time, I’m managing my reputation and the impressions I leave on others.

There’s a special satisfaction in knowing that people can count on me to be where I say I’ll be, when I say I’ll be there. This reliability extends beyond just showing up on time—it’s about being consistently dependable in all aspects of life. 

Respect for Others and Their Time

One of the fundamental aspects of punctuality is the respect it demonstrates for others. When I arrive on time for an appointment or social gathering, I’m sending a clear message that I value the time and commitments of those I’m meeting. This respect forms the foundation of strong, positive relationships, both personally and professionally.

A Reflection of Personal Discipline

Being consistently punctual requires a significant amount of self-discipline. It involves planning and managing my schedule effectively, and sometimes making sacrifices to ensure I can meet my commitments. This discipline doesn’t just benefit my punctuality—it spills over into other areas of my life, enhancing my overall productivity and reliability.

Building Trust with Colleagues and Clients

Punctuality isn’t just about physical presence—it’s about mental preparedness as well. When I’m always punctual with deadlines, I build a reputation as someone who can be trusted. This trust is invaluable in the workplace, where colleagues and clients know they can rely on me, and often it leads to opportunities in the future.

Overcoming the Challenges of Punctuality

While the benefits of punctuality are clear, achieving consistent promptness isn’t always easy. There are numerous challenges that can stand in the way of being punctual, but I’ve developed strategies to overcome them.

Mastering Time Management

Effective time management is crucial for maintaining punctuality. Over the years, I’ve sharpened my skills in this area through a combination of techniques:

Planning Ahead

I make it a habit to plan my day, week and even month in advance. This prediction allows me to anticipate potential conflicts and make necessary adjustments before they become issues.

Setting Realistic Schedules

It’s important to be honest with myself about how long tasks will take. By avoiding overly optimistic time estimates, I can create schedules that are challenging but achievable.

Allowing Buffer Time

I’ve learned to build in extra time for unexpected delays. Whether it’s traffic, last-minute tasks or simply needing a moment to gather my thoughts, this buffer time has been crucial in maintaining my punctuality.

Dealing with External Factors

No matter how well we plan, external factors can sometimes throw a twist in our schedules. Traffic jams, public transportation delays or unexpected emergencies can all create challenges to punctuality. To lessen these risks, I’ve developed a few key strategies:

1. Always have a backup plan, such as an alternative route or mode of transportation.
2. Stay informed about potential disruptions, like weather or traffic reports.
3. When possible, arrive early to avoid any unpredicted circumstances.

The Personal Benefits of Punctuality

My commitment to punctuality has yielded numerous personal benefits that have significantly improved my quality of life:

Reduced Stress and Anxiety

One of the most noticeable benefits of being consistently punctual is the reduction in stress and anxiety. Gone are the days of rushing to make appointments or feeling the constant pressure of running late. This calmness allows me to approach each day with a clear mind and positive attitude.

Enhanced Productivity and Achievement

By being punctual, I make the most of every day. I avoid wasting time waiting for late starts, which allows me to accomplish more. This increased productivity has led to a greater sense of fulfillment and achievement.

Contributing to Efficient Systems

In a broader sense, when more people prioritize punctuality, entire systems become more efficient. Meetings start on time, projects are completed within deadlines and everyone benefits from the smooth operation of daily activities. I take pride in knowing that my individual commitment to punctuality contributes to this larger societal benefit.

The Timeless Value of Punctuality

In conclusion, punctuality is far more than just a good habit—it’s a powerful reflection of character and a key contributor to personal and professional success.

—

Diny Davis is an aspiring author who is passionate about fitness and a strong believer in the close connection between physical and mental health. She is a journalism, psychology and literature graduate, a loving wife and a caring mother who maintains a balance in her work and personal life while giving emphasis to self-care.

 

Lauren Long (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

We’ve all experienced this at one point or another right? We wake up with an intent to spend the day doing what we want to do, only for it to hit the wall and explode into a thousand little pieces. 

This can happen for any number of reasons: 

1. We get distracted and start scrolling through our social media.
2. We start doing what we want to do, only to feel guilty about not doing the things we need to do, e.g. housework or laundry. 
3. We’re doing what we want and someone unexpectedly calls on us and interrupts our workflow. 

There are many other reasons, but the three listed above are what came into my head, and I have had experience with all three. 

It can be super frustrating when you are working on something and you have a good creative flow going, and someone comes to the door and stays for half an hour, because not only does it kill your drive, but if all they are doing is complaining about something and then they leave, you’re left feeling irritable that they just wasted your time that you could have been using to do what you wanted. 

I had one such experience last year, but I’ve found that if I wear my noise-canceling headphones when I’m working, I can’t hear anything other than the music. Thus, there are no interruptions, and I actually get way more done when I have my headphones on because I’m focused on what I’m doing. 

Another reason we may find ourselves spending less time on what we want to be doing is when we’re catching up after being away/being sick. 

The second-to-last weekend of November 2024, I had the pleasure and honour of experiencing Taylor Swift’s ERAS tour in Toronto. I bought the tickets in August 2023, and my mom, sister, brother-in-law and I attended the final night of the shows in Toronto. 

It was such an incredible experience, and even though I was exhausted from the sleep deprivation and the whirlwind of a weekend, I came home feeling strangely refreshed and eager to dive back into writing. But fate and my immune system had other plans. 

The day after my parents and I arrived home from my sister’s house, I started feeling under the weather. My first clue that I was coming down with something was my swollen uvula, the little piece of tissue at the back of the throat. I immediately looked up home remedies to relieve the swelling, and after drinking fluids and gargling with warm salt water, it returned to normal. 

Colds can be stubborn though, and I had to contend with a runny nose for two days before the cold moved from my head into my chest. 

Am I surprised I got sick? No. I would have been more surprised if I hadn’t, because I only had two nights of decent sleep the entire weekend. We caught the red-eye from Kelowna to Toronto on Thursday night and arrived at our hotel at 3 A.M. BC time on Friday morning, went to the concert on Saturday night and didn’t get back to our hotel and into bed until 2 A.M. on Sunday, and then had to be up at 6 A.M. to catch our flight home a few hours later. 

The lack of sleep, coupled with being around 65,000+ people, would definitely have an effect on our immune systems. Amazingly though, I was the only one sick out of the four of us who went to the concert. 

The cough I had lingered for a few days, and in the first week of December I didn’t get a lot done because I was recovering from my cold and spent a lot of time sleeping. I did all my laundry on the first Monday in December because I was feeling better, but I found out the hard way that I’d overdone it because my energy levels were low the next day. 

You may ask, “How does this tie into not having time for the things I want to do?” Well, being sick takes a lot out of you, and you’re focused on getting better so you can resume your routine. 

When I could finally sleep through the night without having to take cold medicine, I was still catching up on sleep. All the things I didn’t do when I was sick piled up and it takes a bit of adjusting after you’ve been sick to get back into the swing of things. 

I used to be really hard on myself if I didn’t get everything done in a day that I wanted to, but a comment from a friend made me realize I don’t have to be Superwoman. Yes, it’s a nice feeling when you get lots done, but you have to let yourself rest and recharge too. 

—

Born and raised in Quesnel, BC, Lauren Long is a strong advocate for mental health and well-being, as well as being a major Swiftie and a role model for positive body image. She believes in the value of truth, and that truth matters. When she’s not writing, you can find her on the pole, on the training mats or curled up with a good book.

 

Grace Song (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

Time is the most precious resource that we have. At least that is what I believe. Unlike money, health or even knowledge, time cannot be earned back once it is spent—it just disappears into thin air. As time is a limited commodity, I often find myself falling into the notion of how I am defined by how I spend my time. It underscores a profound truth: my daily actions reveal my priorities, values and identity. 

My identity is a culmination of the choices that I make each day. When I dedicate numerous hours into looking into new medical conditions and treatments, I spend my time in a way that aligns with my specific passions and/or goals. However, in contrast, when I have those days of spending hours scrolling through social media or binge-watching Korean TV shows, I may consciously self-identify as unproductive, but these choices point at a different storyline. These activities in themselves are not inherently bad, but when they dominate my schedule (or yours) without much purpose, they may reflect a lack of intentionality in how I live, which may not be ideal. 

The beauty of time is that we can control its narrative—at least within the confinements of God’s bigger picture. My values act as a compass, guiding how I allocate my days. As a pharmacist, a large part of my schedule is providing patient care and learning about pharmacological treatments. My family is also very important, so I make sure to include quality time with loved ones, as it is non-negotiable. Staying healthy in order for me to provide optimal care is another priority, and so exercise and mindful eating occupies another portion of my routine.

That is not to say that I am perfect by any means; I often fall into the trap of letting external forces (work demands, societal pressures or even just habits) dictate how I spend my time. When this happens too regularly, there is the risk of losing sight of the values that we hold so dear. I try to do this every time that I begin to feel my mindless social media scrolling getting to me. I ask myself: If someone were to observe me today, what would they conclude about me? This question helps reveal if I am living authentically or merely going through the motions of things.

One of my favourite courses in high school was Economics. This is where I learned the term opportunity cost: it refers to the loss of potential gain when choosing one option over another. The same principle applies to time. Every hour spent on one activity is another hour unavailable for something else. Personally, this is a point of reflection as the mindless scrolling through social media happens or I just procrastinate without much reason—I am trading up precious time that could be better spent growing, connecting or creating. Investing time into meaningful activities (volunteering with amazing non-profit organizations, preparing for a patient case presentation, etc . . .) compounds over years, helping to shape a life rich with experiences and accomplishments. Certainly, this perspective does not mean every moment needs to be productive. Rest, relaxation and joy are equally valuable uses of time. What matters is, once again, intentionality—consciously choosing how we spend our time rather than letting it slip away unnoticed. 

Even with the best intentions, barriers like busyness, burnout and distractions often derail our plans. A packed schedule can make us feel like we are living purposefully when, in reality, we are simply reacting to obligations. To overcome this, I try my best to distinguish what is urgent from what is important. Urgent tasks involve activities like responding to my coordinators’ emails. Important tasks, on other hand, may align with my deeper values and goals. I believe that trying to prioritize the important over the urgent (within reason) allows me to regain control of my time and by extension, some parts of my life. 

At the end of the day (pun-intended), my life is the sum of how I spend every minute. This realization can be both empowering and humbling. It reminds me that we bear responsibility for our choices as they pertain to many things, but time especially. By consciously aligning my actions with my values and purpose in life, I become an active participant in defining who I am and who I strive to be. Each moment offers an opportunity to build the life we want, one intentional choice at a time. 

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Neha Kaushik, Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

The Elusive “Right Time”

In the quiet moments of our lives, we often find ourselves staring into the unknown, wondering when to take the leap—whether it’s starting something new, letting go of the familiar or stepping into a world that feels daunting, yet exhilarating. “When is the right time?” we ask, the question echoing in the silence like a longing, unsure note.

Timing, as they say, is everything. Yet, for many of us, it is one of life’s most persistent riddles. The “right time” to make a career leap, express love, start a new venture or even embark on a personal transformation often feels like a moving target, fraught with doubts and uncertainties. How do we know when the stars have aligned for us to take that leap? Is the “right time” an intuition we should trust, or does it demand careful, rational assessment?

We are creatures of both logic and emotion, perpetually torn between gut instinct and the measured voice of reason. On one hand, there’s the argument that the right time is whenever we feel ready, driven by our inner calling. On the other, there’s the pragmatic school of thought: one must weigh external circumstances, evaluate risks and ensure conditions are favorable before acting. So, which is it?

The Whisper of Instinct

There’s an undeniable beauty to acting when the heart beckons. Some of life’s most profound decisions are born from moments of unexplainable certainty. A person in love feels the pull to confess, not because the conditions are perfect, but because the emotion feels too vast to contain. A dreamer starts their journey not because they’ve calculated every step, but because something inside them whispers, “It’s now or never.”

Acting on intuition also taps into our subconscious wisdom—the sum of experiences, observations and emotions that often bypass rational scrutiny. It allows us to seize opportunities that might slip away if we wait too long for logical certainty. As the adage goes, “If you wait for perfect conditions, you’ll never get anything done.”

But following instinct is not without risk. Life has a way of placing storms in the paths of those who dare to venture. It’s not always the perfect moment; sometimes, it’s far from it. Yet, even amidst chaos, there’s a quiet truth: the right time for the heart is rarely perfect. It’s raw, messy and filled with uncertainty—but it’s also undeniably real.

The Anchor of Reason

Then there’s the other side of the coin, the anchor of reason. Patience, they say, is a virtue, and waiting for the right moment often saves us from heartbreak, failure or regret. There’s wisdom in assessing circumstances, in reading the tides before setting sail. A career move made after careful evaluation of market trends. A relationship nurtured until it’s strong enough to bear the weight of unspoken truths. A decision delayed until resources are sufficient to support it.

But reason, too, has its limitations. It can tether us too tightly, holding us back when the moment calls for flight. Overthinking drowns the voice of the heart, leaving behind missed opportunities and lingering what-ifs.

The Pain of Wrong Timing

And then, there’s the bittersweet reality of the right opportunity meeting the wrong time. How often do we watch something beautiful slip through our fingers because the timing wasn’t ours to control? The perfect job offer comes when personal life demands stability. A life-changing chance to travel arises when responsibilities weigh us down.

These moments test us in ways we don’t always understand. They leave behind a residue of melancholy, a wistful wondering of what might have been. But perhaps they also teach us resilience, the quiet grace of letting go and the trust that what is meant for us will find us again, in another form, in another time.

When the Right Time is Made, Not Found

So where does this leave us? If the heart longs to leap and the mind urges caution, how do we reconcile the two? Perhaps the answer lies not in waiting for the right time to appear, but in creating it. The right time isn’t always handed to us like a perfectly wrapped gift. Often, it’s crafted by intention and courage. A leap of faith taken with careful consideration. A step forward despite uncertainty. A trust in ourselves that even if we falter, we will find our footing again.

The Right Time is Now

In the end, there’s no single answer to the question of timing. It is deeply personal, shaped by our experiences, our fears and our hopes. But there is a truth that lingers in the air: waiting forever for the right moment may leave us waiting for a lifetime.

The right time isn’t a fleeting instant to be caught—it’s a choice to be made. It’s a dance between intuition and preparation, between the heart and the mind. And sometimes, it’s simply deciding that now, with all its imperfections, is as right as it will ever be.

The heart knows what it wants, and the mind knows what it needs. Somewhere between the two lies the courage to act. That is the right time.

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Ugochi Guchy Kalu (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

It is funny how easily life can turn into a series of checkpoints. As if we are all following some invisible to-do list, ticking off accomplishments that push us closer to some undefined “better.” A better job, a better home, a better version of ourselves. I used to believe that was the secret to happiness—always moving forward, always striving for the next thing.

During my undergraduate studies, I was so focused on achieving academic excellence that I missed out on becoming a well-rounded human. I completely ignored social development, networking and people skills, as I felt they were distractions from the perfect academic records I was anticipating. I would often decline invitations to birthday parties, hangouts, newcomers’ night and celebrations of any sort. I never knew that I earned the nickname “Triangle Student,” as my locations were from my hostel to the classroom, to the library and back to the hostel. 

In those academic years, I would enroll in various skills trainings and internships. I was so worried about the future and the labour market that I thought denying myself of living in the present would make me employable immediately after graduation. I graduated and got my first job quickly, and so did my classmates. 

However, I struggled with basic human connections. I was always lost in office small talk and my colleagues would snub me, as I lacked collaboration and people skills. All the training I acquired prior was not truly relevant, as I was provided skills training as part of my onboarding. I began to feel very ordinary, as the joy I was hoping to get as the most qualified/most skilled fresh graduate slowly disappeared. 

That moment when I realized I was not feeling the joy I had anticipated stayed with me. It was not just about the need to stand out, it was about how I had been living, or rather, not living. In my constant drive toward the future, I had neglected to appreciate the present.

It is not that ambition is bad—dreaming about the future is a beautiful thing. It is what pushes us to grow, to try harder, to become better. But there is a difference between being inspired by the future and being consumed by it. When the “what’s next?” becomes louder than the “what’s now?” we lose something precious.

I started to notice how often I postponed joy. “I’ll celebrate once this project wraps up.” “Things will be easier after I finish this professional course.” Meanwhile, the little joys of daily life—laughing with friends, a quiet cup of coffee in the morning or the satisfaction of finishing a good movie—slipped by unnoticed.

Even worse, I realized how much time I spent worrying. What if I made a mistake? What if my plans did not work out? I thought that by obsessing over these questions, I was preparing myself for the worst. But all I was really doing was stealing happiness from the moment.

One day, I found myself sitting on a park bench, completely by accident. I had taken a walk from my new job to clear my head, my thoughts spinning in a hundred directions. I was contemplating an innovative project, still consumed with over-preparation for the future, when I sat down and just . . . stopped. The sun was setting, painting the sky in colors so vivid they looked unreal. A cool breeze brushed past, and for the first time in what felt like weeks, I exhaled.

That moment did not solve all my problems, but it did something better—it reminded me of what I had been missing. I sat there and thought about how many sunsets I had ignored because I was too busy looking at a screen. How many moments of laughter I had cut short because I was too preoccupied with a checklist. And how many milestones I had downplayed because I was already chasing the next one.

From that day on, I tried to do things differently. Not perfectly, but intentionally. I started keeping a small notebook, jotting down three things I was grateful for at the end of each day. Sometimes they were big things—a kind word from a colleague or a breakthrough on a project. 

And most importantly, I tried to worry less. Not because there were not things to worry about, there always are, but because I finally understood that worrying does not change the future—it only makes the present harder to enjoy.

Looking back, I realize that life is less about reaching a destination and more about the moments we collect along the way. The laughter, the quiet mornings, the sunsets on a park bench—these are the things that make life rich and meaningful. The future is important, but it is only part of the story.

Today, I still set goals and dream big, but I try not to lose sight of where I am now. Because when we take a moment to stop and truly see the present, we find that it is full of reasons to be grateful. And that gratitude is what turns ordinary days into extraordinary memories.

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My name is Ugochi Guchy Kalu—in anticipating the future, I forgot the present. But in rediscovering the present, I found the joy I had been chasing all along.

 

Cristina Crescenzo (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

If I could time travel, I’ve always thought it would be cool to travel back to the 80s and meet my parents, or maybe the 50s to see an old Hollywood movie starring Marilyn Monroe, or even 1800s England, specifically Bath, just to be in the same area as Jane Austen while she writes her literary classics. But I know that there is an answer that would make me the happiest. The year 2014, and the chain of events that occurred back then, had irreversible effects that have stayed with me for a decade.

I know I couldn’t stop my dad from passing away because, in this life, I am not a world-renowned doctor. Still, knowing what I know now, there are many things I should have said, but for whatever reason, I never did; if there is one person you should be able to be vulnerable with, it’s a parent. There were so many times when he was sick, but he was still at home and able to do things, and he asked me to stay and spend time with him. Ultimately, I was selfish because I thought I had all the time in the world to make it up to him. Little did I know there was no such thing as infinite time; it seems to only be a human dream. 

I want to be able to relive the small moments from the ice cream and sushi dates, visiting you at work, car rides, story time, the way you sang, bear hugs and the way you asked to hold my hand in Italian: “Dammi una mano.” One of my biggest regrets is that I didn’t grab it enough.

Parents are the ones who are supposed to love you in every state of life, in the moments you are happy, sad, angry and confused. They love you despite the mistakes you make; they love you even when you push them away due to your own pride, and they love you with no need for reciprocation. I can become resentful thinking about the fact that parents are the ones who give you life, and they take the time to teach you right and wrong, so they deserve more than anyone to be able to watch the human they created to experience life while holding their hand.

I don’t speak about it unless I feel compelled to, and right now, I feel that I have to apologize to my father for all the missed opportunities and for the simple fact that I wasn’t close to being the daughter I wanted to be for you. I wanted to be an adult you could be proud of, but I feel like I am failing you. I know you didn’t expect me to be perfection incarnate; however, I know you wanted me to make the best choices for myself, to be able to experience the most happiness a human could, and I haven’t done that at all, to the point where it feels like self-sabotage. 

Unfortunately, you can’t travel back in time, but standing where I am now, I can’t help but be angry with myself for my choices. It’s hard to piece together how I justified my actions back then. I came to these conclusions; I am angry because I owe my future self so much better. So, for now, I just hope, whoever is reading this, that you learn to appreciate your parents for what they gave you, even if you feel it was the barest minimum in your life. They did what they could. I advise you to accept and embrace them while they are here, because when you lose them, it doesn’t matter what age you are. I don’t think you can ever be prepared for the pain and void that is left behind in their wake. I love you, Dad. I’ll be seeing you. Okay?

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I am just a 24-year-old finishing her English bachelor’s degree at Simon Fraser University who loves to read and write in order to help someone in some small way. I will also always advocate for mental health and disabled causes through the written word, and Low Entropy lets me do just that.

 

Neema Ejercito (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

Please note that this article discusses sexual abuse.

The title couldn’t be any more cliché, right? But then, just because it’s cliché doesn’t make it any less true. I mean, as a smart friend once pointed out, that’s the reason it became a cliché in the first place. So what about my past have I let go? If I were to distill it into one word, family. And to say it in so many words, my idealization of my extended family. 

I fell into depression after I found out that my father attempted to sexually molest my niece. Not only that, the news triggered what had been done to me by my older brother when I was around five to seven years old. I wasn’t aware of my depression and the reason behind it though, until I started seeing a counselor. And even then, when I was getting better, she had to remind me that my first reaction was anger and denial. 

Since seeing my counselor, I have seen a psychiatrist, started medication, gone to the ER, seen another psychiatrist who encouraged me to join her group therapy sessions, changed medication, completed group therapy and started said psychiatrist’s recommendation of psychodynamic psychotherapy. I also post about my depression on social media, hoping to shed more light on the sickness that supposedly should not be discussed alongside cute pet photos, proud family achievements or fun travel photos. I have also started writing a memoir on my depression, hoping to combine it with some of my poetry, or perhaps publish a chapbook first.

As you can imagine, dear reader, this is a very difficult thing to write (perhaps read?) about. When I have sought writing advice from friends and mentors about my memoir, I have asked them about whether or not I should care what my family would think. One mentor who wrote about the sexual abuse she endured under her father said that she did not consult anyone in her family because it was her story to tell in the first place. I kept researching other memoirs and seeking advice from trusted friends. And when they would ask me what I’ve decided, I would give them the answer I give to you: I don’t know, but maybe as I write, the answer will come to me. And the more I write, the more I feel that I need to let go of what my family would think.

One of the things that was most difficult for me to let go of in my family was my idealization of my mother. I sought in her the first, supposedly finest, example of womanhood to influence my life. Perhaps I placed her on a pedestal. Maybe she contributed to that ideal by depending on her spirituality to defend her. But the work I need to do on myself is letting go of whatever does not work for me anymore. And what didn’t work was running to my mother for help in facing my demons, which included her demons and the other demons of the older women in her life.

As you can tell, dear reader, my healing journey is far from over. It has been a journey filled with the deepest thorns, but also the most helpful women, books, movies and family growth that continues to guide me on a road that used to feel so lonely.

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Neema Ejercito is a professional writer, director, and creative writing mentor. Her 3D edutainment series for beginning readers, AlphaBesties, is showing in Japan’s streaming platform, Prairie Kids. When she’s not writing or mentoring, she helps develop apps with her husband in their EdTech startup and manages her household with him and their two adults and teen.

 

Rowan Sanan (he/him/his), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

Time is not infinite. As existential as it is to think about, time is our most precious resource, because once it is spent, it can never be recovered. We can’t control how time passes, but we can control how we spend that time—and who we spend it with.

There have been many moments and aspects of my childhood where the extremely important practice of treasuring the time I’ve had with people has affected my outlook on time to this very day. 

For most of my life, I never lived close to many extended family members. If we wanted to see them, we’d either have to fly to Mexico or travel across several Canadian provinces or American states. This made our fleeting moments with them all that much more important, since it was always possible that it would be the last time we’d see them for another five or more years. When my aunt passed away, I felt this particularly strongly—especially since it took another six years or so to see her husband and my cousins. Family gatherings always include enjoying our time together with an underlying sense of knowing that the time we have to spend together is always shorter than we would like it to be. That is why I cherish those moments with my family and I always ensure that I make time to be present with them, whether that be through eating meals with them or going on fun trips.

Now that my sister and I are in university, I also treasure every moment I get to spend with her when she’s at home. She often stays very busy with schoolwork and other responsibilities, so when she offers me the opportunity to help her out with photography for the plays her club puts on, I jump at the chance. That way, I get to spend time with her and her friends. We recently started a tradition of throwing a New Year’s party with all of our best friends, and we spend a lot of time together planning that. Using these plans to really cherish the time I have with my sister has really helped me cope with her being away from home, and it keeps us connected to each other. I find it extremely important to share laughter and time with friends and loved ones, as it helps to form our lives, creating depth and joy in monotonous days. It truly is a gift, and being present in those moments is important. 

I find that, often, my friends and I are so busy with school, work, projects or other plans that it is hard for us to spend time together without feeling rushed. Sometimes, I will be sitting down and eating lunch with friends, only to be constantly glancing at my schedule to make sure I will still have time to get that one upcoming project done. I worry that I miss out on important moments doing that, constantly thinking about what’s next instead of truly taking the time to put the distractions away and treasure the time I have with my friends. We have yet to work out a proper solution for this, but so far, maintaining patience with each other has helped a ton. After all, taking the time to understand other people is just as important as taking the time to hang out with them and have fun. It makes every moment together something to be celebrated—something that will enrich our lives, rather than just be a passing moment. 

Those passing moments build up, too. Imagine the little moments: tucking a child into bed, sending a good morning text to a friend or holding someone’s hand. These moments are so small, but so important. They are tiny moments in time that build up our connections to each other, and can never truly be recreated. It’s like a musical performance—the sheet music might be the same, but the performers and how they play their instruments aren’t. That is time that is impermanent but profound—even though it never seems like a big deal in the moment. It is at times like those when the idea of being present is especially important. 

Actively choosing to engage with the people around us and focus on the present is difficult sometimes, especially with how many stressors and distractions exist in our lives. Since we can’t quite slow time down or turn it back, we can make a conscious effort to be mindful of the present moment and be empathetic with others. These little moments are reminders that time is fleeting, but also beautiful. It can make the difference between existing and living. 

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Rowan is a university student who loves to write books and poetry, read all kinds of books and spend time with his family and pets.

 

Nei (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

Living slowly is often imagined to be the act of physically moving slowly. Things like walking and eating slowly, waking to the sound of birdsong and never rushing to or from anything can seem like they are only attainable for recluse folks living away from modernity in the mountains. It can feel impossible to achieve slowness when we exist in the hustle and bustle of city life, responsibility and work. 

For a long time, I felt as though the thoughts in my head were moving at a pace I struggled to keep up with. As a result, I found myself constantly rushing. Wolfing down my meals between appointments, and speed walking to and from my destinations to keep up with the next thought, responsibility or commitment was normal for me.

Plus, everyone around me was doing the same thing. So naturally, life in the fast lane has become the norm, especially for folks living in metropolitan cities. I cannot count how many times I have been shoved or bumped trying to get onto a bus at rush hour. As soon as the bus doors open, a stampede of exhausted and impatient riders push and shove past one another in a hurry to make it home, to their second jobs and more.

After committing to meditation about two years ago, I noticed how much I was missing in the constant rush, but also, how I could slow time by slowing the rush of thoughts in my mind. How does one incorporate slow living into their lives when surrounded by a constantly rushing world? I have compiled a list of some of the actionable steps to incorporate slow living into a fast life. 

Incorporating Slow Habits

Whatever slow habits you can incorporate into your day, they will help you to slow down other moments. Mindful eating (meaning not eating in front of the television or just slowing down your chewing), is one way to incorporate slowness. A morning stretch routine that does not involve immediately turning to a cellphone upon rising is another. Another could just be a 10-minute daily walk, one where there is no destination, just a moment in the day that is not an intense workout, but a moment to take it slow and be present.

Meditation is one of those revolutionary habits that most people are afraid to try. Sitting and thinking about nothing for 10 minutes is a difficult feat for most. But sometimes, 10 minutes is all you need to begin. Meditation is not “successful” based on how long you can go without thinking, it’s about how to return to your focus when the thoughts start to flow. It is a great opportunity to separate yourself from your thoughts. Thoughts are like passing birds in the sky, and you are watching them from below. You do not need to follow each one and dissect it. You can simply observe the thought, and let it go. It is easier to do this when sitting comfortably and focusing your breath. If you get lost in a thought, instead of getting frustrated, simply bring yourself back to the breath and go from there. This way, you don’t get lost in the rapid flow of thoughts. 

Verbal Affirmations

The power of affirmation is unprecedented. Something as simple as “Today I will be kinder to myself” repeated on a loop throughout your day could be transformative when done daily. After a few days or weeks, you might find yourself embodying acts of kindness.

A recent practice I started incorporating is acts of kindness for my future self. These include cleaning my room before going out, so my future self can come back home to a clean room. Sometimes it means meal prepping so that my very tired future self does not need to after a long day’s work. For some, acts of kindness for self might involve a splurge purchase, or setting a date to visit your favorite restaurant or a loved one. It might also look like setting up an emergency fund or a vacation fund. Setting a kind intention for your future self, whether it be the person you will be at 5 P.M. today or the person you will be in 10 years, will pay off. Repeat the mantra until the behavior changes, set the date and treat yourself.

Redefine Productivity

In a TEDx Talk from 2019, Sandra Dalton-Smith identifies seven types of rest; physical, mental, sensory, creative, emotional, social and spiritual. More often than not, when we say we are “resting,” we mean we are sitting on our phones scrolling or watching videos, or we are in front of the television, or sometimes even reading. This kind of “rest” might be a form of mental rest, as in we are not working on problem-solving or creating new ideas, but this kind of passive activity is major sensory overload. Being specific about the type of rest you are having is paramount to defining what you consider “productive,” and can help slow down your life. 

The art of living slowly is not always easy to master. It requires intentional, small and slow habits that have a domino effect on your day, your week and, eventually, your life. Even with failures in consistency, coming back to slowness is always possible, even while living in the fast lane.

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Nei is an aspiring writer who finds solace in music, meditation, and long walks. With a belief in the power of conversation to make change, she’s on a journey to make her mark and hopes to share her many thoughts and personal philosophies through the pages of her own books one day.

Lucas Sukutian, Low Entropy Volunteer Writer
 

I wear a watch, but not in the way you might think. For me, it’s not just a tool for tracking minutes and hours—it’s a reminder of how we choose to relate to time. The title of this article is not about rejecting watches or timekeeping altogether; it’s about questioning the way we allow time to shape our lives. 

We live in a world where time often feels like a tyrant. Schedules, deadlines and reminders structure our days, and we’re constantly aware of the ticking clock. We measure success by how much we can accomplish in a given timeframe, and we often feel guilty when we’re not doing something productive. In this race against time, we can lose sight of the present moment—the one thing we actually have. 

I started reflecting on my relationship with time when I noticed how much anxiety it could create. I would check my watch frequently, worried about being late or not having enough time to finish what I had planned. It wasn’t the watch itself that was the problem; it was the mindset it represented. I had begun to see time as something to manage, conquer or control, rather than something to experience and appreciate. 

When I say I don’t wear a watch, what I really mean is that I’ve learned to look at time differently. I’ve stopped seeing it as a countdown and started viewing it as a rhythm. Instead of rigidly structuring my days around the clock, I try to pay attention to the natural flow of energy, emotion and connection. Some moments call for action and focus, while others invite rest and reflection. When we honor these rhythms, we often find that time feels more abundant, rather than scarce. 

There’s a certain illusion of control that comes with constantly monitoring time. We think that if we can just organize our schedules perfectly, we can avoid uncertainty and chaos. But life doesn’t work that way. Plans change, interruptions happen and opportunities sometimes appear when we least expect them. By loosening my grip on time, I’ve learned to be more flexible and present. Instead of seeing disruptions as obstacles, I’ve come to see them as opportunities—an unexpected conversation, a chance to help someone or even just a moment to breathe. 

The truth is, being busy isn’t the same as being present. We can fill our days with tasks and still feel disconnected from ourselves and others. Wearing a watch, in the literal sense, has never been the issue—it’s the symbolic weight we give it. When we constantly check the time, we can forget to check in with how we’re feeling or what we truly need. We can miss the beauty in a conversation, the stillness of a quiet morning or the joy of simply being. 

I believe time is one of the most valuable resources we have, not because it’s limited, but because it’s an opportunity. It’s something we can share—with loved ones, with our communities and with ourselves. Instead of guarding it fiercely or measuring it obsessively, what if we treated it as a gift? Imagine how our relationships might change if we gave people our undivided attention, without worrying about what comes next. Imagine how our communities could grow if we used our time to support one another, to listen, to care and to build something lasting. 

This mindset reflects the values of compassion, empathy and interconnectedness. It reminds us that time isn’t just a personal asset, but a shared one. When we give our time to others, we’re not losing it; we’re investing it in something greater than ourselves. 

So no, I haven’t stopped wearing a watch. But I have stopped letting it rule my life. I’ve stopped measuring my worth by how much I get done in a day and I’ve started valuing the quality of the moments I experience. Whether it’s a deep conversation, a walk in nature or a quiet pause between activities, I’m learning that the most meaningful parts of life often happen when we stop looking at the clock. 

Time is a paradox—it’s both finite and infinite. We can’t control it, but we can shape the way we move through it. My hope is that we all learn to spend our time with more intention, more presence and more care. Because at the end of the day, it’s not about how much time we have—it’s about how we use it to create moments that truly matter.

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Lucas Sukutian, an economics professional from Toronto, blends his love for research with a passion for animals, books and good food. Beyond academics, he values human connections and proclaims tennis as the ultimate sport.

Alfie Lawson (he/him/his), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer

I find this a tricky subject to approach. After all, appreciating the present isn’t something we can record or measure. It’s how we associate with our thoughts and feelings as we race through time. So offering meaningful advice on that is a bit of a challenge. There’s a plethora of online articles and discussion boards already dedicated to such issues, many of which provide fairly similar tips for “living in the moment.”

The truth is, at least from my perspective, that this is a universal, yet equally personal conundrum. We all have worries about the future, as well as reflections on our past, and still only the present moment to unpack it all. This is completely natural, but the problem is that right here, right now, is the space for the most important thing: our actual lives. 

Of course, those experiences are individual, meaning that taking it slow and enjoying the moment is something we can all work on in our own ways. As a result, I don’t feel right giving sweeping solutions when it comes to appreciating the present. Rather, I would like to share a bit of my own journey, and why I’ve been thinking about this lately. 

At the time of writing, I’ve been living abroad for two years, and working in a new job for around 12 months. I still don’t know if either of these things are going to be long-term, so I’ve spent a lot of the last year wondering . . . what else could I do? Where else could I go?

And it’s not like the past doesn’t creep into the present either. Our old selves shape who we are and what we worry about, and sometimes impact the decisions we make moving forward. Again, throughout the year, this has materialised as viewing my current life more critically. Is this what I should be doing? Did I make the right decisions to get here?

Ultimately, however, this tug-of-war between what’s happened and what’s to come is mostly just noise. I don’t mind thinking about these things from time to time, it certainly helps me feel as though I’m making more informed decisions, but it’s not something I always need on my radar. As we commence a new year, I’ve realised just how extraordinary this time of my life has been. I’ve progressed at my work and developed more of a passion for what I do, and spent the year making memories with friends new and old, all whilst living thousands of miles from where I came from. I still don’t have all the answers, but I think that’s pretty wild, and it’s nuts that I almost didn’t realise that as life continues to speed by.

I guess what I’ve realised is that new experiences make us wonder what a new future could look like, but much of what we desire is made by the present day. Being mindful of that is vital to enjoying things as they happen, as well as to understanding what we broadly want to prioritise in life.

The crux of it is that we are always learning more about ourselves. Change is inevitable over time, and how we view the past and the future is entirely fluid. Time itself has a habit of altering our outlook on a wide variety of things. I think having the patience to process these emotions, along with a proactiveness to occasionally tweak elements of life, can do a great deal when it comes to worrying less in the present moment.

I didn’t want to write an advice piece on how we can all “live in the moment,” as there is no way to instantly make this happen. And yet when things feel a little overwhelming, take a few breaths and remember to appreciate the journey whilst you’re on it. Be proud of the experiences that are uniquely your own, and remember that the time you have matters. It really matters. 

Who knows? When you appreciate the value of something like that, maybe that’s when the race of life slows down and we enjoy it that little bit more.

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