Whenever I receive an email or other message with a link and a note that says something to the effect that opening it is a fun way to waste time, I immediately delete the message without opening the link.
It just happened again, but as I deleted the message, I paused for a moment to ask myself why I have such a reaction to these types of messages.
The answer immediately came to me:
I don’t see them as a waste of time, but as a waste of precious life. I know that when I’m on my death bed I won’t regret my decision. I’ll be grateful for having used such moments to instead connect with people and to experience all the beauty and miracles that life has to offer. Life is too short and too precious for me to consider doing anything less.
After all, today–this moment–could (and someday will) be my last in this life, it would be a tragedy for me to waste it.