I'm guilty of procrastination.
I'm guilty of checking Facebook all the time.
I'm guilty of not calling back.
I'm guilty of being a bad friend.
And many other things.
And I don't even feel bad about it. Well, maybe sometimes.
And sometimes I even go to a supermarket to buy just one single item.
That's how much I'm wasting time, while on the other hand I tell people that I'm busy. Or that I don't want to meet up. Or that I don't want to join the party. Or do this. Or do that.
And you know what. All of this cheers me up. It makes me happy.
Being able to choose between not doing something and doing something else instead makes me feel alive. Instead of feeling like a robot or a machine following orders.
Because saying no and doing something else instead every once in a while is the only way to escape this over optimized world. A world where it's all about following orders. Or rules. Or what people expect you to do. Or what your boss wants you to do.
A world where it's all about calling back. And responding to emails. Even if you don't like the other person.
A world that's always about growth. And never about rest. A world that's always about getting faster, stronger and better.
And being inefficient, slowing down, doing something not overly smart or doing something against the norm every once in a while is the only thing that makes the difference between being a machine and being a real human being.
So why feel bad about procrastination? Why feel bad about not calling back? Why feel bad about wasting time?
Why feel bad about being human when in reality it's the beauty of it all..?