The Whooshing Sound As The Deadline Flies By
“I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.”
― Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt Deadlines.
We all come across these looming dates and one point or another in our lives. Perhaps it is through work, through school, or a date at the end of a tunnel to get that next best selling novel on the bookshelves. It stares at you, glows bright red in the distance, breathes down your neck like a fiery dragon. It is always there, pushing you forward in one way or another.
Some people work well to deadlines. They manage to look at the date before them and spread their work evenly through the time frame given. They do not feel the pressure, and instead, thrive towards that end goal, their work flourishing and on time, meeting the deadline with open arms as if it is an old friend.
Others need deadlines. They may not like them, they may fear them, run from them, try to hide, though without that end date looming before them, its eyes glowing red with anticipation, they can not work. They will put it off, find anything and everything else to do first, and fail to finish whatever it is they need to do. They may hate the deadline before them, though they need it and in the end, they are thankful for it.
Others like me work best with the deadline in a slightly different way. They know the end date, are conscious of it looming before them, and they store it in the back of their minds and almost forget about it until it is right on top of them. They then stress, drink hoards of coffee, stay up late, push themselves to their limit and rush so they can meet that deadline, though they do, and they submit their best work ever whilst working under that pressure.
Others fear deadlines so much that they end up running from them, hiding in a dark corner, shivering and shaking with fear, unable to work, unable to produce what they need. They prefer to work at their own pace and find the pressure of a deadline too much to handle.
They will always be there. How do you handle them? Which category do you fall into?
Everything in this post is my own. Quote by Douglas Adams
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