When I answered a questionnaire for my health maintenance organization in the early 1980s, I received a dot matrix printout stating I would live to be 83.3 years old.
I once heard the metaphor that if we string together each of our moments as pearls, we end up with lives like necklaces.
I think receiving that printout in my 20s influenced me to make choices to increase the jewel-like qualities of my days.
I don’t read long blog posts. I excuse myself from incessant talkers who speak at me instead of with me. I take magazines to meetings. When the speaker starts reading the PowerPoint slides, I start reading the magazine. I work with self-aware entrepreneurs.
My time is precious to me. I give it to others when I sense they value it, too.