blaming everybody else is great until you’ve got nobody left around to blame but yourself

We tend to think about time as a sequence of equal periods. One hour, two hours, three hours… But we’ve got it all wrong. It’s like thinking that a box full of jewels is worth as much as a box full of mud just because these boxes look the same. With time, it’s not about how long a period is, it’s about what you fill it with. An hour spent on productive work you love means much more to you than a dull day you can’t remember next morning. Now imagine what your life would be like if you were to fill its every moment with actions that mean something to you.