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<p>Think of it this way:  Each week you get 10,000 minutes to live your life (it’s actually 10,080 minutes, but let’s round for simplicity).  If these 10,000 minutes represent 100% of your week, then each minute is 1 basis point (i.e. one hundredth of a percent).  If you sleep 7 hours a night that’s 2,940 minutes or ~30% of your week.  If you work 40 hours, that’s another 2,400 minutes or 24% gone.  Therefore, if you spend 5 minutes reading one of my posts, that’s 5 basis points of your week that you are allocating to me.  I know that doesn’t sound like much, but when you consider the endless amount of content competing for your attention, it’s amazing.</p>
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<h2 id="knowing-when-to-trade">Knowing When To Trade</h2>
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<li>The key to changing your worldview on time is knowing when to trade it for money.  Obviously, if you don’t have much money, you don’t have many options for trading, but as you gain wealth, this tradeoff will become more relevant.  The traditional way to think about when to trade your money for your time has been to pay for anything that is below your hourly wage.  This explains how one could justify paying for a cleaning or laundry service.  I generally agree with this, but it can be expanded.</li>
<li>You should also trade your money for anything that you would regret missing on your deathbed.  If you can imagine yourself regretting skipping an event in your final days of life, then you should trade money for it today.  This worldview is something I only adopted recently, but it has made my decision-making process so much easier when it comes to tradeoffs like these.  For example, I would probably spend money to visit a good friend, but I wouldn’t spend money to have a nice car.  I will (hopefully) remember seeing my friend on my deathbed, but the car?  No chance.
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]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Romain Rolland: Today</title><link>https://pavanyara.com/blog/romain-rolland-today/</link><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 19:10:00 +0530</pubDate><author>pavan.yara@gmail.com (Pavan Yara)</author><guid>https://pavanyara.com/blog/romain-rolland-today/</guid><description>&lt;ul&gt;&#10;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be reverent before the dawning day. Do not think of what will be in a year, or in ten years. Think of to-day. Leave your theories. All theories, you see, even those of virtue, are bad, foolish, mischievous. Do not abuse life. Live in to-day. Be reverent towards each day.&lt;/strong&gt; Love it, respect it, do not sully it, do not hinder it from coming to flower. Love it even when it is gray and sad like to-day. Do not be anxious. See. It is winter now. Everything is asleep. The good earth will awake again. You have only to be good and patient like the earth. Be reverent. Wait. If you are good, all will go well. If you are not, if you are weak, if you do not succeed, well, you must be happy in that. No doubt it is the best you can do. So, then, why &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;Why be angry because of what you cannot do? We all have to do what we can. . . . &lt;em&gt;Als ich kann&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&#10;&lt;li&gt;You are a vain fellow. You want to be a hero. That is why you do such silly things. A hero! &amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t quite know what that is: but, you see, I imagine that a hero is a man who does what he can. The others do not do it.** **&lt;/li&gt;&#10;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&#10;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one ever reads a book. He reads himself through books, either to discover or to control himself.&lt;/strong&gt; And the most objective books are the most deceptive. The greatest book is not the one whose message engraves itself on the brain, as a telegraphic message engraves itself on the ticker-tape, but the one whose vital impact opens up other viewpoints, and from writer to reader spreads the fire that is fed by the various essences, until it becomes a vast conflagration leaping from forest to forest.  &lt;/li&gt;&#10;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never do I hesitate to look squarely at the unexpected face that every passing hour unveils to us, and to sacrifice the false images of it formed in advance, however dear they may be.&lt;/strong&gt; In me, the love of life in general predominates over love of my own life (that, indeed, would never have sufficed to bear me up). May life herself speak! However inadequate I may be in listening to her, and in repeating her words, I shall try to record them, even if they contradict my most secret desires. In all that I write, may her will, not mine, be done! ****&lt;/li&gt;&#10;&lt;/ul&gt;</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<ul>
<li><strong>Be reverent before the dawning day. Do not think of what will be in a year, or in ten years. Think of to-day. Leave your theories. All theories, you see, even those of virtue, are bad, foolish, mischievous. Do not abuse life. Live in to-day. Be reverent towards each day.</strong> Love it, respect it, do not sully it, do not hinder it from coming to flower. Love it even when it is gray and sad like to-day. Do not be anxious. See. It is winter now. Everything is asleep. The good earth will awake again. You have only to be good and patient like the earth. Be reverent. Wait. If you are good, all will go well. If you are not, if you are weak, if you do not succeed, well, you must be happy in that. No doubt it is the best you can do. So, then, why <em>will</em>? <strong>Why be angry because of what you cannot do? We all have to do what we can. . . . <em>Als ich kann</em>.&quot;</strong></li>
<li>You are a vain fellow. You want to be a hero. That is why you do such silly things. A hero! &hellip; I don&rsquo;t quite know what that is: but, you see, I imagine that a hero is a man who does what he can. The others do not do it.** **</li>
<li><strong>One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved.</strong></li>
<li><strong>No one ever reads a book. He reads himself through books, either to discover or to control himself.</strong> And the most objective books are the most deceptive. The greatest book is not the one whose message engraves itself on the brain, as a telegraphic message engraves itself on the ticker-tape, but the one whose vital impact opens up other viewpoints, and from writer to reader spreads the fire that is fed by the various essences, until it becomes a vast conflagration leaping from forest to forest.  </li>
<li><strong>Never do I hesitate to look squarely at the unexpected face that every passing hour unveils to us, and to sacrifice the false images of it formed in advance, however dear they may be.</strong> In me, the love of life in general predominates over love of my own life (that, indeed, would never have sufficed to bear me up). May life herself speak! However inadequate I may be in listening to her, and in repeating her words, I shall try to record them, even if they contradict my most secret desires. In all that I write, may her will, not mine, be done! ****</li>
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