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- 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.
As a generally anti-socialite I can find a lot of truth in this. What annoys me is that this extends even to the cafeteria at work, where most people who are by themselves have to be on their phone, apparently in order to reassure themselves that the world hasn't forgotten them, or maybe to broadcast to all of their co-workers that they aren't alone, it just appears that way. I don't know. What I do know is that I enjoy being alone with my thoughts more than most people, it seems.
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At times in my life I have been extremely busy, and at others I've had ample leisure. I think I prefer to have a bit of each from time to time. I do detest that notion that we must fill our time with work. I think 4-5 hours of work each day is plenty. If you actually work on anything for that much time each day, you can be extremely productive. In fact, if that was all you were allowed, you might be even more so.