Have you ever sat at your desk, eyes glued to the clock, heart pounding as minutes slip through your fingers like sand? You tell yourself, “Just one more task, one more deadline,” but the list only grows longer, and your breath feels shorter. You’re not imagining it. This isn’t just about being “busy.” It’s a deeper, more insidious captivity—a cage forged by the very concept of time we worship and fear. The Race That Never Ends We live in a world that demands speed: Speed to succeed, speed to...