Bitch on the Blog

April 16, 2018

Soft boiled

Filed under: Future,no return,Roadkill — bitchontheblog @ 19:31
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I have done the maths.

How best not to waste time considering how little there is.

“How best to not waste time”? As in “what’s left”? Who am I kidding? It’s my life’s purpose to waste time. Not yours. Mine.







  1. “Sitting quietly, Doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself” – Basho (Zen Master).

    Comment by rummuser — April 17, 2018 @ 12:30 | Reply

    • Yes, Ramana, you have told me before that grass does grow by itself. Not that I mind ending up as a bit of wasteland – as long as it’s a meadow.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 17, 2018 @ 16:24 | Reply

  2. There is really no such thing as wasting time – time just is. We come up with myriad ways to measure it but they are really just subjective. So live. However, you choose to live.

    Comment by Chuck McConvey — April 17, 2018 @ 13:57 | Reply

    • I am glad you said that, Chuck. It’s just that occasionally, and increasingly so as time marches on, I do ask myself how “best” to spend what’s left of my “capital”. It’s one of the reasons I’d be so much happier if I knew whether I am going to drop in the next ten minutes, tomorrow or in thirty years time. I like a bit of forward planning.

      Maybe like you, I suppose I am one of those people who just live, regardless of cost/benefit. I do what I do – end of story. Happy go lucky, till … and there will always be bees buzzing in our temporary paradise … people in your vicinity ask you whether your (in their opinion) frivolous ways of squandering time as if it weren’t in short supply is the way forward. To which the undoubted answer is: Probably not. But then, if you don’t know where you are going, you might as well just go anywhere. And, as you say, enjoy the scenery.

      Swamp greetings,

      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 17, 2018 @ 16:25 | Reply

  3. I really just think you should make each day as good as it can possibly be since there is no promise of tomorrow. That does not mean the days are frivilous.

    Comment by Chuck McConvey — April 17, 2018 @ 23:12 | Reply

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