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Time Enough

I’m reminded of the limit to my time more often lately.

But rather than view the brick wall looming before me as a reminder of the necessity to accomplish a given task before I hit the wall, I’ve started to consider this an opportunity to enjoy just doing what I’m doing.

The things I do aren’t done with an end product in mind anymore, but for the simple satisfaction of doing them.

The time isn’t measured. The effort isn’t work.