Someone left their half-done sudoku (sorry, metroku) on the bus today. I like doing sudoku, but I haven’t in a while. In fact, I haven’t since I read an op-ed piece in some newspaper I’ve forgotten that said sudoku was a waste of time. I started to wonder if it really was a waste of time … and then I was spending time wondering if I was wasting my time instead of doing sudoku.
The idea of wasting time has been on my mind a lot lately. Today, the news of Harvard Library’s massive reorganization and layoffs has me wondering if I have wasted my time with graduate school. Whenever I fool around with my website, I wonder if that is time better spent doing something else.
I don’t know. I don’t know, and I am beginning to suspect that worrying about wasting time is, in fact, the waste of time. The rest of it is just … spending time. Regardless of how you choose to do that, who decides if it is a waste?