Rushing from one event to another, chasing deadline after deadline, I find myself enslaved to time, and I am noticing the side-effects rather pronouncedly. This is the first moment in three days that I am properly calming down, taking time for myself, without the next appointment on my schedule haunting me.
Recently, this saying has been on my mind a lot. Contemplating about it, I realised that as a child, even as a teenager, I never truly understood what it meant. I had not actively felt it, experienced it, embodied it, and thus, I had not understood it in its full depth.
Living life as perfectionist comes with its advantages and disadvantages. If we are not careful, we can easily end up being enslaved to our perfectionism.