Time. My biggest friend and my own worst enemy .... All rolled into one. Each day has 24 hrs ... Mine always has 27 hrs of activity, work, driving, to do lists and other stuff. Every day .... Even creeping steadily into my weekends.
Ash Wednesday, and thus the beginning of Lent has heralded a stop sign, or at least a yield sign for this treadmill for me. I am giving up rushing. I am giving up too many appointments in a day. I am giving up people who add to my daily stress. I am, for 40 days, going to slow my life down.
It takes 21 days to break a habit I am told. I have 40. Hopefully I can leave the rush behind
Till next time
c'est la vie
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