I only choose not to have time for you. That time is a choice as WSJ says.

It might be somewhat pompous to say that, but I bristle when someone tells me that they’re too busy. Too busy to have lunch. Too busy to talk for a moment. Too busy to attend, to participate in an activity, to change jobs, to consider their energies.

When I entered college, I started measuring the amount of time spent on things I hated doing. For example, washing dishes. It seemed to take an amount of effort to put my hands under the water, add soap, scrub, rinse and dry. Then I realized the amount of time I spent on doing my small amount of dishes was less than 10 minutes. Sometimes 5 minutes.

Growing up, my mom enacted a rule that we would practice piano for at least 30 minutes a day. So my sister and I used the oven timer, setting it for 30 minutes. I remember pulling out my books, playing through them. But really counting the minutes until I could retire to do other things. My mom could hear the silence and would stomp out, trying to figure out what was going on. Then I would continue, whether playing actual notes or pieces. But at some point, when the timer beeped, I would run out and stop the timer and declare that I was done.

So busy? I never think that I am. I know that I waste a lot of time browsing the Internet—whether it’s out of boredom, soothing a sad part of me, and fulfilling a thirst of knowledge. I know that I neglect a lot usual duties—cleaning up my room, doing my taxes, checking my bills thoroughly, and generally organizing my life. But the thing is…it’s not important to me.

People say that I spend an inordinate time planning. Planning for myself and others. Events, activities, anything to keep me away from mundane tasks. I spend a lot of time reading movie and tv reviews. I also spend a lot of time writing (not always writing my ice cream travel guide for that fact). But I pride myself that I am completely self-aware of these things. Yes, there’s sometimes guilt that comes with it. I know that I can be more diligent and that I can be more reliable. Whatever the case, my own principles of life (e.g. I always return emails, texts and calls to people that I deem important within 24 hours.) help me filter through the noise.

Am I busy? Never. Honestly, there are only two things that keep me from doing things:
1. I don’t care
2. I am afraid

But I am never too busy otherwise.