Stopping my world

At first I thought I would use the day to catch up on everything I can never find enough time in the day to do. But then I thought, “What are you thinking? That crap will be there when the world-stop-day ends.”

Part of my assumption on a day the world stops is it stops for ME, not other people. So everyone would be suspended at midnight and reanimate the next midnight. Time would not pass. I would truly gain a day where nobody would have any expectations of me, need nothing from me and where I would enjoy the time all to myself.

Kinda like Groundhog Day.

Except I would not use the time to learn to play the piano, make snow angels, save people from dying, wreck a car on a train track or any of that.

I would do nothing.

And not feel at all guilty about it. The other stuff only has meaning in the context of other people. That probably makes me incredibly selfish, but just thinking that it does probably means I give away far too much of my time away anyway.

I would do nothing.

This blog post is part of a blog-off series with a group of bloggers from different professions and world views, each exploring a theme from his/her world view. This was about answering the question, If you could stop the world for one day… To explore how others handled the theme, check them out below. I will add links as they publish.


6 Replies to “Stopping my world”

  1. A long time ago I read an interview on Dustin Hoffman, and he said that whenever he and his wife had some time off, he was one to go around the house, watering plants and so forth. His wife said, “Man, you just can’t sit and do nothing, can you?” And he really couldn’t. I believe I have accomplished a fair amount in my lifetime, and I am still hard at work on more plans for our home. But there are also times when it is nice to just have a cup of coffee and sit for a while. Not to regroup, so much, just to BE.

  2. That is EXACTLY what we never make time for: to BE! Always feel a bit of guilt when I take a Sat afternoon to do that, I find myself justifying it or staying up late to finish what I could have gotten done if I just wasn’t so lazy. Our go-go-go-go world chastises us for taking time off just to be.

  3. I try… but I can’t ever get away with it. 🙂 Part of what was nagging at me — and this goes to your post as well and I will comment — but what if I was not part of the ideal day other people would want for themselves? So I thought I would pull it back and think just about me for one day (which I never do if you ask people who know me) It was kinda scary, like imagining the day I die.. in reverse…

  4. Today, in my mathematics for liberal arts course, the eternal question from Hamlet was asked: To be? Or not to be?
    Your post, along with Joseph’s comment, reminded me of this odd occurrence in the discussion of functions and infinities and whatnots. Joseph says that there are times when we should just “be”…your post says there are times when we should just not do anything for anyone because those things are in relation to other people and not really us. (I’m paraphrasing, of course) So in, a sense, I’m combining both of your thoughts now into a dual existence of “being” and “not being.” We are “being” solely to exist as ourselves, and “not being” to ignore our existence as others see us.

    So here’s to doing nothing while we try to answer Hamlet’s dilemma! If only he’d kicked back and had a cup’a’joe! He probably would’ve been a lot happier. And alive.

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