On Time
To Time who we never get enough of.
A while back, whenever I planned things with my friends, because of the flexibility I had with work, with life, with time, I always found myself with more to spare.
And the people I called, the ones I asked to hang out, I always thought they were busier than me. Their schedules packed. Their days full.
So, I let them decide.
I told them to give me their availability, and I would plan around them. I always put my time in second place. And it worked—because I could always adjust, shift things around, bend my schedule to fit theirs.
But something has changed.
Lately, I’ve noticed a shift—not just in my schedule, not just in my responsibilities, but in how I perceive my own time. Yes, I’m busier now, with full-time work, with part-time study, with student clinic on top of it all. But that’s not the point. The point is, I see my own self-worth now.
I see that my time is just as valuable as theirs.
Just because I manage my time well, just because I make space, doesn’t mean that their time matters more than mine. We all have 24 hours in a day.
And so now, when I want to catch up with friends, I remind myself—
they’re busy, yes, but so am I.
And we need to meet somewhere in the middle.
This small shift, this small realization, has changed the way I see myself.
I matter.
My time matters.
These days, I like to acknowledge that we’re both busy, that we both have full lives, and I hope our schedules align in a way that suits us both. Then I give them my availability—usually for the entire month—so we can plan something.
And I find that this works.
Really well.
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