NYT article recently looked into what it means to be so busy. The article was posted by a person I follow - Tim Ferriss so I thought it would be worth reading and it was. The article talks about how people often feel a need to schedule every minute of life. And it's not only adults, the adults are doing the same to their children. What is wrong with kids just going outside and playing for a few hours with the neighborhood kids? What's wrong with a family taking a day to do nothing but spend time together?
Here is an interesting quote from the article:
Busyness serves as a kind of existential reassurance, a hedge against emptiness; obviously your life cannot possibly be silly or trivial or meaningless if you are so busy, completely booked, in demand every hour of the day. I once knew a woman who interned at a magazine where she wasn’t allowed to take lunch hours out, lest she be urgently needed for some reason. This was an entertainment magazine whose raison d’être was obviated when “menu” buttons appeared on remotes, so it’s hard to see this pretense of indispensability as anything other than a form of institutional self-delusion. More and more people in this country no longer make or do anything tangible; if your job wasn’t performed by a cat or a boa constrictor in a Richard Scarry book I’m not sure I believe it’s necessary. I can’t help but wonder whether all this histrionic exhaustion isn’t a way of covering up the fact that most of what we do doesn’t matter.
Is it possible that what we are really looking for is meaning in life and when we can't find the meaing we are filling our time with activity so we don't notice there is no meaning? Is it time to examine our lives and figure out what is really important and focus on that? Don't get caught in the "Busy Trap".