By Francisco Serey
A few years ago, back when I used to do things irresponsibly, my time was divided in a very particular preference, one I had never had before: I “had to” have fun, go out, play football, listen to music, and many other unspeakable activities, all but study as I should have. Among these unspeakable acts, there are a few which I had never done before, as many of us when we get into college. I was spoiled, stubborn, selfish, and simply foolish. Every time I talk about this, I summarize it as a period of sex, drugs, and rock and roll, just trying to feel better about a lifestyle that did nothing but harm, and make me lose my time. Deep inside, I knew that a difficult stage was starting, but since I had never faced failure before, somehow I thought it didn’t exist, at least for me. Big mistake. Huge!
I couldn’t narrate one specific or detailed anecdote, but this doesn’t mean anything interesting happened. My anecdote, therefore, happens to be a very complex and regretful five-year experience, because actually, many things happened. But my stories might be interesting, as they might be embarrassing, so I’ll try to stick on what I’ve learnt, until now: there is a time for everything.
Time is a very tricky thing, for it may make anyone feel unsatisfied, happy, disappointed, excited, sad, or simply – and ironically – wanting some more time. It was Mick Jagger who has finally convinced me that “time is on my side”. But in my opinion, this will be so only if you get to organize your ideas, likes, duties, and relaxing time correctly. Time will remember and help the ones who know how to deal with it respectfully. And who are those? Time will tell. I’ll do my best, hoping it’s not too late.
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