of the relativety of time

when i was a kid things were slower. they were slower but more precise and time carried more weight. then i started growing up, i was a teenager, things got chaotic and then they were supposed to settle down. but that's when the tech came in. mobile telephones. then end of all precision. you gain the opportunity to make things more precise, to take advantage of your time - but they have the opposite effect. they are increasingly used to cancel or for the "i'll catch up with you" game.
(i've always wondered whether my parents could say the exact same things about "their time")
i've learned to accept the inevitability of the relativity that time has within our social universe. flexibility is something that my work requires, but not commands. i choose to conform to the environment, but do not accept that i must integrate its rules. i take advantage of the tech and use it to create my freedom, and with the freedom i choose to liberate others. it's easy to make plans with me. i know that it takes 180 seconds for me to shower, and i know how long it takes me to reach a given destination or translated a given text. but then i think about how much a spoken agreement is worth when time is concerned. i rarely doubt people's intentions, but i keep being caught off guard when it comes to execution.
so there. i've used the 20 minutes gained from the realization that i would be the only person on time. and now i'm off. i mean - it is saturday.

p.s. this photo is four years old and one of my first digitals.