Why I m Busy is the New I m Fine— And What s Wrong With That

Remember when bumping into an acquaintance meant the almost robotic exchange of “How are you?” followed by the equally predictable “I’m fine”? Well, times have changed, my friends. Now, it’s not uncommon to hear, or perhaps proudly declare, “I’ve been so, so busy!” And just like that, “busy” has become the new “fine”, the modern-day badge of honour in the Olympics of Life. Yet, there’s a subtle line between being genuinely swamped and the performative busyness we sometimes wear as a shield, protecting us from admitting that maybe, just maybe, we’re not as productively busy as we’d like to think. Which leads us to the real question… <h1>Are we busy with intent, or just busy being busy?</h1> Imagine you’re just home from work, sinking into your favourite cozy chair with a hot drink. The day’s cacophony is behind you. But as you reflect, a nagging question bubbles up: “What on Earth did I actually get done today?” Those three hours you spent deep-diving into your inbox? Surely, they weren’t in vain. And those cat videos — the ones where Mr. Whiskers valiantly scales the refrigerator — were for, erm, “cognitive relaxation.” And let’s not forget the 45 minutes you spent debating between spaghetti or stir-fry for dinner. Critical decisions, people! We’ve all had those days dominated by distractions. Days when our to-do lists laugh at our hopeful attempts to make progress and our brains are saturated not with accomplishments but with the numbing hum of unending tasks. <a href="https://medium.com/@reecehallum/why-im-busy-is-the-new-i-m-fine-and-what-s-wrong-with-that-a464c9fca00a">Read More</a>