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Please stop passing by so quickly. I am having trouble keeping up. The days are full, but leave me feeling a bit empty as I climb into bed. I feel like I am dutifully eating experiences that are being fed to me, while my own menu of goodies just yellows and fades, and what little I have cooked up, spoils.
I don’t know how to make you slow down. Sometimes the day drags on forever, yet when the light of sun fades to the glow of street lamps, I feel duped. The day took forever… doing nothing.
I don’t blame you. I know the days are mine and that I am the important part of the equation. I’m just asking that you work with me; keep me in mind. Let me catch my breath.
I am in no hurry. I can take as long as it takes to do what I want to do. Sometimes within a few blinks, my hopeful morning too often turns into a defeated evening. I know I got things done, and I know my experiences were valuable, but I am trying to fit in a word, edgewise. I just want to get something done that I want to get done, not just what has to be done.
Please slow down so I can harness my inspiration and motivation into some creative projects and have something to show for it at the end of the day.
At the end of this life.