Last weekend was a busy one. Friday and Saturday were jam-packed with events — so much so, that for those two days I started moving very early and didn't stop until very late. I loved every minute of it, but would enjoyed it more if one thing was not right on top of the other.

The entire year has been like that. Try as I might to give myself breathing room, I always end up with a bottleneck of events that makes me question my sanity for even attempting to do these things in the first place.

At least I have gotten to the point where I no longer buck up against things — sort of like one person trying to stop a tank from advancing: not productive and certainly not wise.

At the last function of my weekend, I was speaking to a friend and classmate about passing the torch for one of the organizations I chair. My advisor was in earshot of the conversation, and came over to join in.

After I finished speaking to Jose — who thankfully stepped up to take the reigns — my advisor asked me how I have managed not to go crazy with all the things I do, to which I replied, I do them without thinking about the fact that I have to, and that there were times where my sanity was questionable.

After this conversation, I couldn't help but wonder if this was in fact the best way to go about life: merely chugging through the long list of things to do.

Why not shorten the list?