Before I knew it I was so busy - I was one of the people rushing! It was all about getting to where I was going as quickly as I could because I had to. Getting annoyed by slow walking people, those with luggage on the tube, old people doddering around and getting in the way....But then one day I found myself subconsciously planning every second of my journey to the friggin shops! Rushing had become such a habit that it was hard to stop.
So, I get to thinking, what am i missing with all the rushing? Not to mention the fact that rushing makes you tiered so when you're not rushing you can't be arsed to do anything but sit on your arse! I'm so scared i'll wake up one day and the world will have passed me by because i've been caught up in this relentless rush...eep!
I used to suffer from road rage until a trip to Hong Kong where I spent time listening to some wannabe Buddha followers spout inane confuscious-type shit that they generally took completely out of context. There I heard someone complain about arriving late due to the usual lights, inconsiderate drivers, the state of the economy, etc. It was then that the simplest of individuals proclaimed "Perhaps you arrived exactly when you were supposed to." I nodded repeatedly with newfound perspective. If you're not getting there, maybe you're not supposed to be there yet. Whoa!! I sleep in a lot now.
ReplyDeleteMy friend, you make a good point, plus i now have another excuse to sleep in (not that i really needed one!)
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