thinking big

I woke up this morning with an immediate inclination to cancel plans I had to go out to a bar tonight. It's the first thing I thought when I woke up. This bizarre impulse triggered a thought about productivity and how speckled the spectrum is, as far as the people I choose to spend time with goes. I have my hyper-productive borderline intimidating friends. I have my lethargic wastoid friends. I have my friends who are inconsistent and my friends who never finish anything. Going to a bar tonight, for me, means that all I'll get out of this potentially valuable yet small amount of time is drunk and depressed. Fun is more fun if there is a tangible or definite outcome. Maybe that means I'm anti-social. I have just been trying to figure out why I spend so much of my time doing things that are, not only NOT benefitting me at all, but also produce no device or positive result.

So I went from there. Time-management is crucial, people. We are only allotted so much time in life so I'm spending every minute of mine productively...or that's the new goal.