Slowing Down I used to hurry, taking no time for things I encountered along the way. Now, I amble, turtle-like, stopping, embracing, breathing in every ray of sunlight, healing yellow warm. I used to rush, never looking around, but now, I stop, savor every flower, every leaf, every tiny treasure found. I used to charge into the chaotic crowd, not caring where they were bound, as long as they would accept me as a part of their madness. Now, I can see the wrong of wasted time when I used to obsess about not measuring up, and changing me to fit into their preceived perfection. I’m so over that. Now, I’ll just be Happy to breathe in, breathe out, hearing the birds, the babies, the silence. Taking nothing for granted, there are no guarantees. I’m loving it, this life that I’m making.
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