Is it just me, or has the universe sped up? Days and weeks seem to fly by, deadlines rush up and smack me in the face, projects linger unfinished while I try to catch my breath and see what is happening. I understand why people do yoga. A little time in the day just to breathe and take a minute. And I’d love to do yoga… if I could find the time.
So, to spoil myself a little, tonight was a night in. Just me, a few streaming shows on Netflix, a hot bath, and a pan full of brownies. A little time to take a deep breath and stop producing, producing, producing for a minute. To try to slow down the clock. And now, at 11, I wish I could just hit pause. There are books I want to read. Poems I want to write. Emails that need sent. And maybe just one more brownie that desperately wants to be eaten.
Then, when I hit “Play” after a good night’s rest and the world speeds back up to warp speed, I can go back to running along with everyone else. Tonight, carry on without me.