Time is a relative, subjective, and elastic concept.
Some say we should put everything on our calendar, from the time we start work to the time to watch a movie with our significant other.
Some say that, on the other hand, it is essential to set apart generous time blocks with nothing in them; that it is from this nothing that comes inspiration, creativity.
I don’t know which of the two approaches is more correct. I suspect that, as in most things, virtue is found in the middle.
But one thing I notice with me is that the phase of my life in which I objectively was the busiest, was also the phase of life in which I somehow found time to do more things.
Relative. Subjective. Elastic.