Our lives are scheduled in so many ways. In our current culture, the clock governs so much. The calendar marches onward, and the tragedy of wasted time is the worst act that one can commit.
But we are hemmed in more by our concept of time than actual time itself. Time goes no slower for one than it does for another. The snail has just as many hours as the roadrunner. The roadrunner has just as few hours as the snail. our days have been measured out like grains of sand in an hourglass.
So, Senior projects, internships, college, career, deadlines, due dates, all of these are constructs of our mind. Fabrications of our united effort to stress each other out, to make us so busy that we miss the timelessness of life.
In the big picture, there are few real issues that are constrained by time.
We really cannot abandon the tracks of time, but perhaps we can evaluate how hard we try to adhere to an imagined concept. If the whole culture is imagining the same thing, does it really make it true? Do we really believe the world will end, or our carriage will turn into a pumpkin if the clock strikes midnight and we are still at the ball?
We do, and we shouldn't.