Funny how it happens. At one stage, I was running through my hours at 160 miles an hour.
Now I've slowed down, and I'm still struggling to get everything down.
I'm guessing that it's just me catching my breath for the first time in a long while. So I'm not going to feel bad about it. All that I'm going to do is pick up some reading again. Maybe watch some t.v. Spend time with the family. And with God.
Basically, rebuild my daily routine from the ground up in order to fit more in.
Because I couldn't go on like I was. It was just too much of one thing and too little of the others.
Now my body and mind made the decision for me.
So I'm going to relax for a few days. And then I'm taking charge of my life again.
Who's with me?