Time

Time

/tīm/

noun

definition: the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole (as given by Merriam-Webster)

It never stops.

It is constant.

It can be used as a unit of measurement.

It is cruel.

Time is a word inundated with definitions. It is a word everyone is familiar with. Of course, I’m no exception. It is ever-present in all the things we do in our lives. Even as I’m writing this sentence right now with my HP-branded gray laptop I’m taking a decent amount of time to finish it. Writing something about time takes time. Ugh, I think I’m wasting time doing this.

Time never stops. It doesn’t stop when you lay on your bed at night and take a nap; it doesn’t stop when you sit down near a table and eat your meal; and it certainly doesn’t stop when you’re doing nothing. It's not giving favors for anyone. It never has and it never will. Ask someone who has lived in the 19^th century to find out if it has. They’ll be sure to give you an answer. It’ll just take a little bit of time for me to actually reach them and ask them your question.

Time is constant. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Seconds have passed just now. Now minutes. Now hours. Now days. Now weeks. Now months. And now even years. How can this be possible? The answer is simple. It has just been ticking and tocking, slowly but surely. It will remain the same. It is the same as it has been 2,017 years ago. The people from that age have felt it and we are feeling it, too.

Time can be used as a unit of measurement. Creating things of any kind, big or small, take time to complete. It serves as a key factor in proposing, preparing, planning, and executing largely strenuous operations. This is true for other subjects as well, such as educational fields of study, ideologies, religious beliefs, and etc. In addition to that, take a good look around yourself, reader. Buildings, roads, computers, smartphones, televisions, vehicles, etc. Everything, even yourself, was created after a specific period of time. It took time for you to get bigger and bigger inside of your mother’s womb immediately after you were conceived. For every second that passes in this world, you get older, all thanks to the subtle work of time.

Time is cruel.

Father Time is an unforgiving beast. He is undefeated against everyone. Nobody has managed to defeat him. That is because everyone will inevitably reach their death when the time comes, myself included. Sooner or later I will go. Now I’m not going to lie when I say I’m scared of that. I genuinely am. I don’t want to go. I want to stay here on Earth and live for as long as I want to live but alas, that can’t happen. It’s a shame but that’s life. I’ve come to accept it because of that.

Death is not the only thing people are thinking of when it comes to time. Milestones, past events, future events, mistakes, accomplishments, emotions, memories…… I can go on and on and on. Nevertheless, time is tied to all of these things. The worst part about all of this is that you can never redo your entire life. You only have one go at this and when your life is done, that’s it. There is only one instance of you ever, and that’s you yourself. One person whose personality traits and appearance match exactly yours, to the tooth and nail, thereby enacting a distinct and unique identity. That, my fellow reader, is you.

Time is cruel, but it’s not defined as just cruel. Time can be wonderful also. Time can be wonderful as long as you choose to make the most out of it.

Inevitably, you too will succumb to the depths of time, just like any other living thing in this world. However, if you don’t let that fact get to you and afterwards make the most out of what limited time you have, you will then—and only then—be able to fulfill what things you have originally transpired to fulfill. You want to run a marathon? Do it. You want to get the job of your dreams? Work hard and you’ll get it in no time.

Basically, have fun and enjoy your life. Oh, and one more thing: don’t waste your time.