“Consider all the technology intended to help us gain the upper hand over time: by any sane logic, in a world with dishwashers, microwaves, and jet engines, time ought to feel more expansive and abundant, thanks to all the hours freed up.

But this is nobody’s actual experience. Instead, life accelerates, and everyone grows more impatient. It’s somehow vastly more aggravating to wait two minutes for the microwave than two hours for the over – or ten seconds for a slow-loading web page versus three days to receive the same information by mail.”

I started reading Oliver Burkeman’s book titled: Four Thousand Weeks.

First, he makes valid points about how time management strategies based on efficiency have failed us.

Time management is essential in our lives, as our lives are likely to last around four thousand weeks.

4,000 weeks.

This isn’t the first time I’ve heard of this number. But it makes me pause all the time, as it should.

I need more of them.

PS: The first chapter is titled: “In the long run, we’re all dead”. That’s my kind of sobering reminder of life’s impermanence.