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I am back in Spain and the body is asking me to write. Briefly tell what I observe with a critical eye. With the refreshing look of one who has spent a few months off and come back to see what he left behind. And in this story I can not speak of awe, because by now there is little room for surprise. What there is a finding of facts and suspicions.
Life continues at a rapid pace. There is no leeway in the day to day. Alarm to wake up, schedule input, meetings, lunch, predetermined activities, coming home, housework and end of the day. It may seem unbearable routines, a recurring cycle. However, all that daily grind seems to be carefully planned by those who live.
Just take a look around to realize that we are the ones that we create routines, we invent nonexistent duties, which define the daily maelstrom. "This afternoon I have to go buy the gift invisible friend, I hear through the aisles of an office building. An important task which invariably appears at this time on the agenda of hundreds of thousands of anonymous citizens.
I, personally, the invisible friend as an example of items to fill the free time I think it's great. However, as human activity, I think is complete nonsense born of a kind socialist sentiment / solidarity that comes to tell us something like nobody is left without gifts on Christmas. Mechanic thought is to purchase a gift to a person who, if had in esteem, I would make a gift in the same way, otherwise I have to do is a gift to a guy I do not even know me-or-fatal fall through a stupid lot.
The I have to has become the owner of our existence. Look how much work the reader, once plancenteras and rewarding, routines become unbearable. There are tennis fans have to go play tonight. Lovers of good food that must attend a dinner served by a chef with two Michelin stars. And bloggers have to publishing Tuesdays and Fridays. Where's the pleasure of playing a sport, enjoy a good meal or write a few lines?.
of our lives we have cut the precious free time. Yeah, that allows us to be truly free, because we who choose what to invest. Free time they have been banning the uses and customs of this fast paced society that engulfs us.
life Nothing more. I mean, it seems that not give more than to fill it with pointless tasks that make us forget our empty existence. Thus, among invisible friends, hobbies that become obligations and efforts go-between, we filling our day to day, without having to think too much, you only need to meet the schedule.
Dear reader, being smart does not allow predatory absorbed by the vortex of time. Our time is limited, so we have to make room for the true enjoyment of private pleasures, which we have enforcement, making it a calendar. Time to improvise on our own existence.
Photo borrowed from Ev. Thanks.
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