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Puzzling about busyness

It sure seems that I'm busier. Whether that's a perception or reality, I'm unsure. But the differentiation isn't important. The feeling is.

Many people I know feel like life is moving faster. A big piece of that, for me, are deadlines. More things are urgent. More people expect instantaneous response. It seems to take more effort to remind folks that 24 hour response times are not insulting.

I've noticed more articles by leaders who aren't checking email every few minutes. They're limiting their time on Twitter & Facebook. And they don't necessarily respond instantly to texts or voicemail. This is how the high producers are responding to what I'm feeling. There's something in there for me, and us all, too.

Our society needs to back away from demanding instantaneous response. It's unrealistic and corrosive. Respect for others needs to return to being a paramount virtue. That's healthy for both sides of these issues; for us all.

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