As a child I could never understand why it took so long to build something and yet was so easy to tear it down (one day I’d carefully stacked a bunch of blocks and a cousin had come along and accidentally knocked it over).
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“I wasted an hour.”*
Too often in the industrialized world we’re so focused on productivity—filling every tiny second with something that will lead to something else—that we forget the importance of time.
The true importance. Not as something to be quantified, managed or exchanged, but as something that’s useful, flexible and wonderful.
Too often we don’t understand how much so.