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<p>I’m always on the edge of time, making it there just in the nick of it.  Or getting there five minutes late.  Sweating all the way, going through self-recrimination thelast ten miles, the last few blocks.  It takes time off your life.</p>
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<p>The ironic thing is, racing around too close to the edge of feasibility doesn’t help you get things done.</p>
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<p>Sometimes you can get into more projects, more experiences.  But the quality of your engagement becomes questionable, and the stress factor upon yourself increases.</p>
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<p>5 extra minutes. A buffer for traffic, for the unexpected, for the last ride up the elevator you didn't account for.  Get there early.  It doesn’t matter if they arrive a half hour late.  You can’tcontrol that.  But you can have a high influence over your own arrival time. </p>
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<p> You might even get a reputation of being prompt.</p>
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