If you were sitting on your deathbed, having been just told you have one single hour to live, how much would a second hour of life be worth to you? $100? $1000? Every cent you have? Chances are, at that point in your life, nothing would be worth more than another hour to spend with your friends, family, loved ones, or even just sitting under a tree, listening to the birds sing. Or maybe you would ask for just enough time for a quick nine rounds of golf on the public course? So thereâs no question weâd value our time more when we know we have only a little left, but why does it take us so long to get to that mindset? We know weâll all die eventually, we know our time on this earth is limited, so why do we trade hours of our existence for minimum wage? Why do we View the rest of this article
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