Time really flies when you are busy, but when you have no structure or targets/ goals, that time doesn't even exist.

Going about aimlessly seems like the equivalent of not existing, and sleeping with your eyes open, better to do than to think, because at least with doing, you are living, and by living you experience, and with experience more events appear that need to be done, not necessarily out of compulsion or obligation but with a continuous acceleration of adventure stemming from the initial act.

Although much of reality is in the mind and perpetuated by it, action is what makes it worthwhile and feel alive, plus doing enacts a way of being, thus becoming an interesting event creator; life pusher...